Fionna strode upon the muddy path that led towards Marshall’s Cave. Overhead the night sky was illuminated Von the stars, the silent witnesses of Fionna’s journey. The moon, in all its glory and magnificence, gazed down upon the Earth, watching its tiny inhabitants in their slumber with a carefree, blissful expression on their face, as they each explored their own dreams. It saw the cunning and soundless predators of the night as they hunted for their prey. Like the stars, the moon also silently spectated Fionna.
She could hear the chorus of a million insects when she approached the entrance...
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