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Whether coincidence or your polite question was heeded, you cannot know. But as you rise higher and higher, you find yourself taken over the bridge, and across the short distance to the great River of Dreams. It is wide, and hard to cross -- iridescent waves crash about, and the far bank is a but a hazy glimpse. As you near it, one of the creatures loosens its grip and falls away, then another, then another, and there is a moment of blissful weightlessness before the rushing wind reminds you of the gravity of the situation. The Keeper, now left alone, watches this strange quest-burdened individual plummet into the River. It would be the final sighting of that Dreamseeker from the far side of the bridge. || This is the end of our tale. What are your thoughts?
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