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“Heaving giants of the far-reaching field, have you fathomed the sprints that are about to begin? If not, then gaze at the oval. Where the serpentine puzzles have landed, gather the clues from the pillars”, so uttered Lady Leash. There was an unfolding of a momentous event. In the bounds of the Sages realm, it has been made clear. Whilst the sap of immortality swirled in the silver cup, and whilst the virtues of alchemy bonded with the trickles of tricks, it has mirrored the glare from the heavens.If truth be told, Lady Leash has cast her sights into her surroundings dutifully. In the light of day and amid the scarcity of light, alongside Hunchy Luminous-Feathers and Ever Prudence, she has attuned herself to the whimsies within her bounds. In the blossoming meadows firstly, she has cherished the buds. In the vastness of the cave secondly, she has factored the sap in her silver cup and the chains made of wool. And thirdly, in the far-reaching field, she has sensed the giants and the vortices that have swirled. Will the pact of peace unravel above the oval? Will the whimsical giants find the path to the golden arches amid the sphere? Or will the vortices hinder their sprints altogether?