#Chapter76
Vierne walked down the white stairs leading to Shire Towey. The Shire Towey looked like a pink, marble towel surrounded by water on all its sides. The water was then surrounded by yellowing grass. Vierne stepped on the grass and touched it, it seemed as if it was drying. The tower itself ended up into a huge clock that showed four hours to twelve. It was slightly tilted to the west and everything around it was turning dark. The crystals on the grass had lost their shimmer and stairs in all four directions, leading to the tower, were turning grey from white.
She heard the faint voice of someone crying, it seemed like the tower was crying. He moved close to the water and looked into it, seeing her own reflection.
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Jevelene and Lori sat on a rock surrounded by vines and moss, /"You made this?/" Lori looked around at all the flowers and greenery around them.
