Secrets of the Berrywood Mowe

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…The silence that followed was different from the silence of despair. It was a silence of stunned amazement, of dawning realization. Mowe, the shy, quiet mowe, had done this. He had used his secret, not to hide, but to heal. He had saved the Great Berry Tree. He had saved Berrywood. And as the villagers began to murmur amongst themselves, their voices filled with a dawning gratitude, Mowe knew, with a certainty that settled deep in his soul, that his secret was no longer a burden, but a gift.