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my true might!!! |
You need a key |
for this door! |
This keyhole |
is different! |
Huh? This block |
has a keyhole. |
Oof! It's heavy! |
Oof! It's heavy, |
like a rock! |
This block has |
cracks in it. |
wall is |
cracked. |
It looks like it |
could be broken! |
This torch |
needs lighting. |
Huh? This has a |
keyhole. |
Oof! It's too |
heavy to move! |
Your shield |
was eaten! |
Your flute's |
song fell flat. |
It won't open |
from this side! |
You can't read |
it from here! |
Your song just |
echoes... |
Wait, young |
traveler. |
I'm a wandering |
prophet, Sokra. |
Ahh...I feel it! |
Spring, summer, |
autumn, winter! |
The four spirits |
are calling you! |
Make no mistake! |
The Temple of |
Seasons is still |
hidden in this |
world! |
If you can find |
the temple, then |
pay a visit to |
the spirits who |
live there. |
Surely they can |
help. Farewell! |
If that Rod of |
Seasons held the |
powers of the |
Season Spirits, |
you could change |
the seasons! |
ZZZ... |
The seasons of |
Holodrum are all |
in disorder. |
Spring, summer-- |
what will come |
of it all? Even |
I cannot see... |
That's it! |
You have the |
Rod of Seasons! |
But I see it has |
only the power |
of winter. |
Hmm... Swing the |
rod from atop |
that stump. Its |
power will be |
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