Dee listened to her friends talk about the adventure they had just gotten back from. It sounded like it had been one for the ages. They had fought off pillagers, witches, even an evoker – and still made it back in one piece. With loot to spare! As the brave group described a daring escape from a pack of spiders, Dee smiled enthusiastically in case anyone saw them quietly slip away. Dee loved their friends, but sometimes it was all too much. Dee always received an invite for their friends’ expeditions, but they always declined. The unknown was just a little too scary for Dee’s taste, but it was difficult to deny how fun it all sounded when the group returned. So when that familiar overwhelming feeling started to creep in, Dee would make an excuse and retreat to their quiet cave. Dee could hear them planning their next adventure, which would require a lot of different colored dyes and would probably be as splashy as it was daring.
The quiet cave was a discovery that Dee had made a few years ago. Thanks to its cleverly hidden entrance, nobody else knew about the small but cozy cavern that Dee had since decorated with a bookcase, some candles, and a chest filled with cake. But when Dee settled with a brand new book, they noticed something. There was an opening in the corner. That had most definitely not been there the day before. Had someone been here? Nothing else seemed to have been disturbed, so who could have found it? Dee peered into the opening, and finally, curiosity won over fear. Dee dove down before they had a chance to talk themselves out of it.
Tumbling down a steep incline, Dee wondered if this was a good idea. They were not a big fan of surprises, the unknown, or suspicious stew. But something inside Dee told them that this was something worth exploring, and for the second time in their life Dee listened to that little voice. The first time led to the discovery of a distaste for the aforementioned stew and so it had been ignored ever since.
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