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"Dandelion, dandelion, ride the wind to a faraway land."
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The little fox chanted.
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He blew the dandelion flower and sent the seeds flying. He then spoke in a more serious tone.
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"May my teacher's wishes ride the wind and reach the Anemo Archon."
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A wind blew past us and swept away the dandelion seeds.
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Did they fly to a better place, carrying my hopes and dreams there with them?
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When did this happen?
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Some time ago, behind the village, there grew a forest of countless lush trees. At the center of this forest was a small lake.
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The lake was like the stained glass windows of Mondstadt Cathedral: crystal clear and shimmering in the sunlight.
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The sun shone through the treetops and glistened on the water's surface like fragments of gemstone. It was really something.
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The weather was cool that day. I was hunting in the forest when I arrived at the lake's edge. The shimmering water somehow reminded me of a girl I loved a long time ago.
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I couldn't remember much about her, but felt that her eyes must have looked like the lake, glittering as if harboring fragments of gemstone within.
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I became lost in thought as I stared at the glistening water. Walking transfixed along the lakeside, I had forgotten entirely that I was out for a hunt.
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I came to when I heard the sound of something freezing up. It was a Mist Flower growing by the lake, having just frozen the water around it. Next to it was a white fox, its tail frozen in the ice. Poor critter.
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"It must have had its tail in the water by the Mist Flower while it was drinking."
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Mist Flowers are dangerous plants and can cause frostbite if handled without care. Extreme caution must be taken when handling them.
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As it saw me approach, the fox struggled in fear, but its still-frozen tail kept it rooted to the spot. The fox whimpered in pain.
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"Oh no, this won't do."
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I thought to myself.
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"Poor critter. It's gonna die anyway if I don't save it, may as well end its pain by bringing it home as my game for the day."
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I imagined what a delicious fox stew I could cook with the carrots I grew. Just thinking about it gave me energy and brought a smile to my face.
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So I took out my hunting bow and slowly walked toward it.
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"Be good and stay put." |