This is all a bit much for you! You just wanted a quiet afternoon stroll, not a confrontation with a toothy rat-midget. You pick yourself up and bolt like a rabbit for the safety of the cottage. The gremlin shrieks in rage and clambers down the fountain in pursuit, but your head start is sufficient and you make it through the door with moments to spare. You slam it behind you.
Glancing down at your palm you realize you still have the coin clasped in your fingers; however, looking back you find that the door to the garden has disappeared and you have no way to return to the strange world you left behind. You tuck the coin into your pocket as a souvenir of your adventure and wonder if you will ever find your way back into the garden again.
The End
Glancing down at your palm you realize you still have the coin clasped in your fingers; however, looking back you find that the door to the garden has disappeared and you have no way to return to the strange world you left behind. You tuck the coin into your pocket as a souvenir of your adventure and wonder if you will ever find your way back into the garden again.
The End
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