You decide to walk down further down the tunnel. The bird songs begin to gain in volume, entrancing you to hurry your steps on the hard stone floor. You soon see a light at the end of the small tunnel, promising open air. You find a sconce on the side of the wall, and you put your torch in. You make your way to the end of the tunnel, not needing the torch light any further. You soon find yourself at the end of the tunnel, looking into the bright midday. Not too far to your right is the moutain soaring up, and to your left is the forest where other dragons live. To your immediate left and right, the stone wall of the castle is covered in plants, and the loose rocks are slowly falling off. A slight wind blows, carrying the voices of the birds to your ears. The warm sun gently carresses your face as you look over the warm day. Debri and small pebbles are strewn across the ground hapazardly. You linger a bit longer, breathing in the chilly air.
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