Narnijos rainis

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…The being swirled upward, dissolved into light, and vanished into the star. Silence settled over the well. The feather drifted down and landed on Mikutis’s head, nestling between his ears. Bobutė chuckled softly. “It suits you.” Mikutis touched the feather with his paw. It felt like a promise and a question. He looked at his friends, at the farm, at the sky full of emerging stars. A new scent filled the air—rain on dry stone, but also something else, like the memory of a song he had almost forgotten. And from the feather, a whisper tickled his ear: “The journey begins when you say yes.”