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A rainbow spread across the sky. It resembled a fairy bridge of seven colors.

«I have heard that fairies and elves travel over bridges made of rainbows,» Graymore whispered in Maverin’s ear. «They have wings, so it’s safe for them to walk across bridges, because they can’t fall down. People aren’t allowed on them without a fairies’ guide or an elf steward. The trick is that only the chosen fairies and elves can get on the bridge of the rainbow. Really, it’s curious! If some elf fell in love with me, I could travel over rainbow bridges. It would be more convenient to hunt dragons from them. By the way, do dragons have the ability to fly onto rainbow bridges?»

There were no winged figures in the rainbow. The air was pleasantly fresh after the rain. A sweet scent of roses wafted in from somewhere. Why were there roses in the middle of nowhere? There are probably rosebushes somewhere in the thickets that bloom in the spring. Roses smell especially strong after a rain. The smell of roses followed Graymore all the way, but no roses could be seen.