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In the dusty attic with cobweb-draped beams, Rob kneels by a small bed, eyes wide as he opens the torn, star-studded Secret Spellbook glowing purple and lighting the old trunks and red toys around him.
Young Rob explored the attic high, where cobwebs danced and shadows fly. Behind old trunks and toys of red, a glowing book sat on a bed! The Secret Spellbook, old and worn, with silver stars and pages torn. He opened wide with trembling hand—out burst the magic through the land! Sparkles swirled in purple light, filling rooms from left to right. "Oh my!" cried Rob with eyes so wide, "What magic waits for me inside?"
Still in the attic under the spellbook’s violet glow, Rhea hovers above the bed, blue wings spread and long blue hair trailing sparkling fairy dust, while Rob stands beside the open book, smiling up at her.
From the book flew fairy Rhea, big blue wings like a bright idea! Long blue hair that touched the floor, trailing fairy dust and more. "Hello, Rob! I've waited years for someone brave to face their fears! This spellbook holds both good and bad—some magic happy, some quite sad. But witchy wants it, don't you see? She's very fast and clever, she! We must protect these pages bright, and keep them safe both day and night!"
High above the treetops, Rob and Rhea float forward on glittering dust, while a fast clever witchy on a black broomstick lunges from behind, her face scowling, purple magic sparks shimmering between them in the open sky.
A cackle echoed through the air! Rob turned and saw witchy there. So fast she zoomed on broomstick black, determined to get that book back! "Give it here!" the witchy cried. But Rhea sprinkled dust and glide! The fairy dust made Rob feel light—he jumped and floated out of sight! Through windows, over trees they flew, while clever witchy still pursued. "She's very fast, but we are too! Together there's nothing we can't do!"
Hovering over the quiet treetops, Rob holds the open Spellbook while Rhea stands beside him midair; a fast clever witchy on a black broomstick smiles warmly as pink light radiates from the spoken friendship spell around all three.
Rob opened up the book once more and found a spell they'd not seen before. "To stop a chase and make things right, speak these words with all your might!" He read aloud with Rhea near: "Magic kind, make troubles clear!" The spell transformed the witchy's heart—she smiled and made a brand new start. "I'm sorry that I chased you so. I just love magic's lovely glow!" Now three friends share the spells each day, learning magic in a kinder way!