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Amidst the dissipating mist, a raspy and exasperating voice pierced the air, demanding the whereabouts of the elusive Princess. In the dimly lit chamber, a solitary, befuddled toad huddled in the corner, its wide eyes reflecting a curious mixture of fear and bewilderment, as if it had been plucked from its familiar surroundings and dropped into a bewildering realm of uncertainty.
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