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The flying horses spoke gently:
*"Let him rest. The road ahead is long. He will awaken soon.
We came to help you. We are your soldiers.
We left your mother behind in China, but then she vanished. We searched for her everywhere. If her tears had ever reached us, we would have found her. But for so long, no tears fell. That is why we are confused… What became of her?
Did the monsters devour her, or has she turned savage?"*
They continued:
"We met you when you were children, after you first landed in China. Your mother was fleeing from the village, seeking safety. But the monsters pursued her wherever she went."
Vizella's voice trembled: "Where are you taking us?"
The frog rumbled: "On a journey to the village. There, you will meet your uncle."
Sayli stirred and stood shakily, turning to his sister: "Where are we?"
Vizella grasped his arm: "Did you forget? We are riding on the frog."
Sayli rubbed his head: "Yes… I forgot. But where are we going?"
Vizella pointed ahead with determination: "To our village. With the flying horses, and with our friend the frog, we will soar across the sea. Hold on tight!"
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