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the whispering windmill in the heart of
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the Cozy Village of whistling Thicket
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Halloween was more than just a night it
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was a grand spectacle of imagination and
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Mischief where every child and adult
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alike dawned their most creative
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costumes among them were Timmy and Sarah
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best friends and partners in every
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adventurous scheme they could think of
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Timmy with his makeshift armor fashioned
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from kitchen pots and cardboard was the
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fiercest night the village had ever seen
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Sarah wielding her homemade wand and
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wearing a cloak stitched together from
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old curtains was every bit the powerful
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wizard she imagined herself to be as the
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sun dipped below the Horizon casting
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Long Shadows over the cobblestone
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streets excitement buzzed in the air
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houses were lit with Jacko lanterns
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their faces grinning eerily in the
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Twilight laughter and chatter filled the
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village as groups of children darted
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from door to door their bags bulging
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but for Timmy and Sarah this Halloween
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was not about the candy or the games it
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was about an adventure they had planned
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for weeks at the very edge of whistling
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Thicket stood an ancient structure known
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to all as the whispering windmill it was
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an old towering windmill its blades
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creaking and groaning with every gust of
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wind as though Whispering secrets to
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those who dared listen rumors swirled
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amongst the villagers that it was
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haunted or Enchanted perhaps both this
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Halloween Timmy and Sarah had decided to
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uncover its Mysteries as they approached
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the windmill the festive noises of the
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village faded behind them replaced by
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the rustling of dry leaves and the Eerie
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creaking of the windmill blades the moon
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a bright orb in the sky cast its silvery
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light over the structure highlighting
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the old wood and stone worn by time the
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wind picked up and The Whispers seemed
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to grow louder beckoning the young
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adventurers close Sir with a mixture of
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excitement and trepidation Timmy grasped
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the rusty handle of the Mill's heavy
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wooden door and pushed it opened with a
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long haunting Creek that seemed to Echo
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into the depths of the night they
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stepped inside their hearts racing with
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the thrill of the unknown what they
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found was not the dusty abandoned place
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they had imagined but rather a room
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filled with strange shimmering artifacts
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and old Toms that hummed with an
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unspoken magic standing amidst this
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Treasure Trove of Mysteries was the old
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Miller a figure as ancient as the mill
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itself his eyes twinkled with the mirth
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and wisdom of someone who had seen
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adventurers he said his voice a soft
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itself tonight you shall discover the
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true secrets of the whispering
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windmill as his words hung in the air
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Timmy and Sarah felt the weight of an
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impending Adventure settle upon their
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shoulders far greater and more exciting
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than any trick-or-treating could ever be
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the old Miller beckoned them deeper into
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the mill where the real story was just
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about to begin inside the creaking walls
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of the Whispering Wind Mill Timmy and
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Sarah were enveloped in a world unlike
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any they had ever imagined the old
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Miller with a gentle wave of his hand
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illuminated the Mill's inner chamber
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with floating lights that danced like
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fireflies each artifact in Tome had its
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place pulsating with energy as if
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breathing with life the mill was alive
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and with each turn of its ancient gears
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it whispered secrets of the wind the old
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Miller began to share the lore of the
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mill his voice weaving Tales of olden
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times when windmills were not merely for
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grinding grain but were the beating
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hearts of magical defenses that
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protected The Villages from dark spirits
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and tempestuous weather but as the world
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forgot these old way way the magic waned
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and tonight it is at its weakest he
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explained his eyes reflecting a storm of
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emotions a spectral storm gathers even
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now drawn to the fading magic of the
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mill if we do not renew its power
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whistling Thicket will suffer under a
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withstand Timmy felt the weight of the
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moment his playful Knight's armor
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suddenly seeming a meager protection
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against such forces Sarah her eyes wide
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with Wonder and determination clutched
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her wand tighter ready to stand against
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whatever might come what can we do she
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asked her voice steady despite the
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flickering Shadows that played across
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the walls the old Miller smiled
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revealing a chest that had been hidden
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beneath layers of spiderwebs and dust
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inside there was a gleaming staff topped
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with a crystal that pulsed with a gentle
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light and a thick book bound in leather
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its pages filled with ancient chants and
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spells with these you can channel the
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wind's magic he said you must perform
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the right of the whirling winds at top
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the mill it will harness The Good Will
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of the spirits and amplify the Mill's
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power turning the destructive storm into
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Breeze as they ascended to the top of
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the mill the wind grew stronger howling
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around them like a chorus of ghosts the
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spectral storm was visible on the
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horizon an ominous SW squirl of dark
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clouds lit by occasional flashes of
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eerie green lightning Timmy and Sarah
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set the artifacts in place their young
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hands trembling not from cold but from
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the thrill of their task the old Miller
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guided them through the ritual Timmy
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held the staff High feeling the wind
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gather around them swirling with
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increasing intensity Sarah began
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reciting the chance her voice clear and
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strong Rising above the Roar of the wind
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together they felt a surge of power the
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magic of the mill responding to their
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call the crystal at top the staff
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glowing brighter with each word and
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gesture just as the storm reached the
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mill its menacing winds clawing at the
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crested the Mills blades spun faster a
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whirlwind of energy that met the storm
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head-on The Clash of natural and magical
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forces was tremendous shap in the ground
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feet Timmy and Sarah held on their
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hearts racing as they watched their fate
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unfold as The Clash of winds roared
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around them Timmy and Sarah stood firm
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the ancient staff and the power of their
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incantations forming a shield of
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shimmering air the spectral storm a
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furious swirl of dark clouds and
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chilling winds battered against their
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magical defenses but with each chant and
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gesture the children's resolve grew
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strong stronger fueled by the faith of
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the old Miller and the magic of the mill
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itself the heart of the storm reached
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the windmill its Fury trying to
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penetrate the magical barrier they had
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created yet under the guidance of the
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old Miller the children's magic
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transformed the violent storm the dark
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clouds began to dissipate replaced by a
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calming Silver Mist the harsh winds
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softened Whispering now like gentle
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Spirits thanking the children for their
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bravery as the last of the storm cleared
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the moon emerged from behind the clouds
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bathing the landscape in a Serene light
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the village of whistling Thicket once
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under threat now lay peaceful and
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undisturbed the villagers who had
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watched the storm approach with Dread
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now came out of their homes amazed at
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the sight of the calm that had settled
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over their homes Timmy and Sarah their
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task complete felt a warmth spreading
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through them a mix of relief and joy the
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old Miller his eyes twinkling with pride
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backs you have done more than just
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protect your village tonight he said
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softly you have rekindled the ancient
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forgotten this Mill and the secrets it
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holds are now yours to
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guard The Children looked at each other
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a sense of new responsibility Dawning in
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eyes they had started the evening as
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adventurers seeking a thrill but ended
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it as guardians of something much
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themselves as they descended the Mills
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old stairs their hearts were light
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knowing they had Protected Their Village
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and would continue to do so celebrations
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erupted throughout whistling Thicket the
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villagers gathering around the mill
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their fears turned to Cheers Timmy and
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Sarah were hailed as Heroes the tale of
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their bravery soon to become a new
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Legend of the village the old Miller
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watched from a distance A Satisfied
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smile under his weathered hat knowing
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the mill and its secrets were in good
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hands as the night came to a close the
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whispering windmill stood silent once
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more its blades casting Long Shadows in
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the Moonlight but inside it was alive
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with magic a heart beating strongly
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against the quiet of the night guarded
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by the courage of two young Heroes
