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The Wishing Map

Chapter Eleven: …and Found (Continued)

Previously: Two immense black widows had begun to push their stingers into Gina’s eyes just as Prince Jenblevó entered the cave…

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“It is our cave,” said Feyrdú, “the one we—”

“Yes, I know. That is why I knew you would be here,”replied Jenblevó. “It is the one we came to to escape the rain. When we were children. We were trapped—”

“For nearly a day, a glorious day, the most perfect day that ever has been!”

“Yes! We looked at cave stars for hours—”

“And gave them ridiculous names!” Feyrdú’s eyes shone.

“Yes, and we huddled together under the blanket our friends made for us.” Jenblevó tossed his lance to the cave floor and began stroking the spider’s bellies. Their sixteen eyes closed in ecstasy. “We spoke of…