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Walking through the streets of old Corona surely did not calm the nerves I had already been fighting off. Around every corner and through every house were the black rocks. They were tearing old Corona apart in every way possible. They impaled houses and disrupted the roads.
If only my father would allow me to help him. I’ve been studying these rocks for weeks. I’m most likely the most knowledgeable person in the kingdom about them. But he still treats me like some ignorant child. He wouldn’t even allow me to speak with the kind, and he lied about it too!
I kicked pebbles that were along the path I was walking. From behind me Ruddiger, my pet raccoon, trotted close along. I let out a long sigh. I paused my stroll to turn around and face Ruddiger. I bent down and picked up his pudgy body, cradling him within my arms.