Milvos se baladait comme d’habitude en flânant dans Soleïra. Son manque d’attention le conduisit au-delà de ce que ses parents lui autorisaient. Il se trouvait dans un grand pré où les herbes étaient aussi haute que lui. Il ne voyait pas où il mettait les pieds si bien qu’il trébucha sur une grosse pierre et tomba. Il se mit à pleurer de douleur à cause de son genou égratigné. Une petite créature bien étrange s’approcha de lui pour le consoler.
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