Tim got hungry, his cookies were eaten by a dwarf. He looked around and ate a carrot he found on the ground. His tooth hurt, he bit a stone. He stuck it out of his mouth with his tongue and examined the stone. He wondered where the stone had come from. All he could see was pure white snow.
Did he raise his eyes to heaven that it would rain stones here? In the aurora borealis he saw small roofs that glittered, dwarf houses he thought. The sun melted the blanket of snow on those little roofs, ‘so that's where the pebble came from’, laughed Tim. Maybe the swing leads to a further path?
Hint: Find the swing, maybe you need to move more and look up in the sky?
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