Having discovered that the wolves would be preoccupied at midnight when their nefarious Wolven Conclaves took place at the Split Tree, Willie set out for a mysterious, distant, darkest, far-reaching corner rumored to have some connection to Pigletsville, understood to be the very bastion of Deep Pen, New Pork. Each step was veiled in secrecy, moving only under the cover of night while hiding in the daylight’s wake.
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