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Through the snowy landscape four figures thread their way along the twisty path
towards the warm and welcoming brown stone castle perched precariously on
top of the cliffs the silvery waters of the sea lapping at its base. They trudge past
the leafless slim brown trees, their feet leaving little snowy prints behind them.
The purple wizard with his knobbly staff leads the way, his faithful black terrier
scampering along behind him. Bringing up the rear, walking hand in hand, come a
boy in a thick blue sweater and a girl in a warm red jumper. What mysteries does the
castle hold? Will they finally hear the untold story?
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