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Are you there, Torrent? Are you still with me?

Well, I want to know. Are you going to tell me?

I'll tell you when the time is right - when I feel you've successfully done what you came here to do. Then after that, you will...

The protector started to fade. No, wait! Tell me more!!

But it was gone, and Torrent woke up feeling very confused.
 
'Well,' Torrent said. 'Somebody was talking to me. I don't know who it was, but they said they were my protector.'

Did I see them in the dark world?
 
Torrent frowned to herself, before lifting off and staring into the horizon over the den. The sun was blazing brightly as it set.
 
StormingSkies stared into the river water, purple again. He had fashoned a raft made from sticks, lilypads, grass and reeds. He stepped onto it and floated on the water.
 
Torrent growled to herself.

'S S... be careful of that river. It seems to be some kind of port my 'protector' uses to communicate with me.'
 
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StormingSkies didn't look up. He continued floating, mumbling in a strange language.
 
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