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“Some of my best friends are non-humans.” - The Bravery Stone

Where she was expecting to see a front yard and a white picket fence, she instead saw just what her niece had described: nothing. There was blackness as far as the eye could see, with randomly placed stars dotting the otherwise empty scenery.

On the other side of the wall was a steep hillside, leading down into a thickly forested valley, the bottom of which could not be seen. “Not heights!” Olivia gasped. “I’m terrified of heights!”

Olivia—the girl who was scared of so many things—was certainly terrified at this point. She looked out the kitchen window, and could see her tiny little hometown of Midtown growing smaller and smaller below her.

He gave his daughter a firm hug and whispered in her ear, “I’ll always think of you as brave, even when you’re scared.”

“Quit worrying about what ‘they’ are supposed to do. Concern yourself with what ‘you’ are supposed to do—and if it’s right, then ‘they’ will follow.” - Cataslin