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He sings." "We spoke to him." "That was his reply." "The house is his."

Yes, that's definitely him—definitely you—in the mirror. After such a long day, it's good to see yourself properly again.

And speaking of you—what's your first name?

Yeah, that's right. Huknock .: you know him very well. You hadn't forgotten your name, of course—but sometimes it helps just to remind yourself that you're still here, and you're still you, no matter what else is happening.

You watch yourself for a few moments—a familiar face in a once-familiar house. But it's not long before you find yourself unable to keep up a smile. It's been a long day, and a long trip back to Silvertree. Back to Grandma's house—quite a ways from Alberobello.

The place you woke up in this morning feels like it belongs to another lifetime.

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This morning you woke up in Alberobello Forest to a green sky. At least, that's how it looked through the tree needles. You could smell rain and damp soil through the open window—and when you stood up from your bed, you put your head out and looked all the way to the ground, just to see how much water was pooling around the roots of your tree.

Your tree. The place where you and your grandma had made your home for so long.

To you, it always seemed like one of the best places that Witches could live.

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