Flittle:
[as she, Knotgrass, and Thistlewit fly above the forest, on their way to finding Aurora]
It's so good to be small again! Look at my *feet*! I love my tiny little *feet*!
Knotgrass:
Pay attention! We have to find Aurora, or the king will have our heads!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:15