You chose to go back to that wise turtle you were talking to earlier and ask it what you should do

You leave the baby bird to the safety of your cave and gallop toward the river where you last saw the turtle. It is a long, difficult trek. It begins to rain as you run, but you press on. You can feel the harsh, cold raindrops splash on your head as you try to maneuver through the forest’s many obstacles of sticks and pinecones and such.

Finally, you are at the river. The turtle is asleep.

You wake him.

He asks you why you would do such a thing.

You choose to…

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