Grogar looked on as his crops were mostly wilted inside of a small green field. “If this rain doesn’t come soon, we’ll have to sell the farm,” Grogar said, groaning. “It’s worse here in Tambelon than anywhere else in Equus. We’ll starve if we don’t do anything soon!”

Suddenly, a pink sheep with black hooves and blue eyes entered through the doorway. “Don’t worry, honey. I know that we’ll figure something out,” his wife assured. “I hear that the unicorns in Dream Valley have food. I think they use magic to make it grow or something. Maybe we can go there and get food from them.”

“I’m not sure. You know I don’t like anything to do with magic.”

“If we don’t, then we’ll starve! The baby won’t survive if we don’t do something soon! Please, Grogar, just give it a chance.”

“Alright, but only because I love you. Now get some rest, we leave in the morning.” After saying this, Grogar headed up the wooden stairs of his stone house and went to bed with his wife. “Good night, Isabelle.”

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