As Caleng sauntered solemnly towards the polished obsidian stone, which showcased a glowing reflection of his personage, his nimble fingers gingerly probed the contours of the emerald tunic embellished with seashells and glass-like flecks. Satisfaction was displayed through a contented grin accentuating his mischievous emerald eyes radiating against his pallid, milky complexion and sandy brown hair.

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Gazing out of the window induced a reflective state of mind wherein he contemplated the captivating beauty of Brzden’s enchanting melodic and inarticulate magic.

 

The numerous homes constructed from humongous gnarled branches and small curved paths barely visible amidst verdant foliage merged to create a picturesque paradigm. Wooden shacks and brick residences were scattered idyllically in this rural landscape; many were equipped with Mushroom rooftops, while others exhibited thatched thick straws piled high. 

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“A merry day!” enthusiastically exclaimed Caleng before hurtling at breakneck speed through narrow, dimly lit corridors.

 

At this point, he abruptly collided with a sprite from the opposite direction. This unexpected occurrence sent him floundering onto the dirt floor, stopping just an inch away from breaking through a chamber door.

 

The startled sprite rose to her feet apologetically, bowing before hastening away at an incredible rate.

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Caleng lifted himself with an audacious grin spreading across his face causing an entire set of pristine white teeth to become visible against his dirt-encrusted face, all while permitting a raucous laugh to erupt forth as he dusted himself off nonchalantly before entering the chamber once more.