The forest opens onto a field of beautiful red poppies. Their scent is sweet... too sweet. Your eyes grow heavy. The Lion yawns hugely and crashes to the ground, fast asleep. "The poppies!" the Scarecrow gasps. "They're deadly!"
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The forest opens onto a field of beautiful red poppies. Their scent is sweet... too sweet. Your eyes grow heavy. The Lion yawns hugely and crashes to the ground, fast asleep. "The poppies!" the Scarecrow gasps. "They're deadly!"
Continue →