They bring the child, a 5 yr old who was also a chosen hero, though she was scared, to the edge of the place where she once called home. But getting in was the problem, there was an evil wizard who kept this place trapped and out of time. And it was time to let everyone into the more peaceful era.
https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04307-k289-ancient-nightmares -- Anon Guest
Four heroes stood on misty mountain's rise. Five if you counted the dragon doll that was intermittently alive. There was a scar, there, for those who knew how to look. Or, for those like Berrie, who had a magic monocle. A space of the world had been sewn up into a pocket of reality. Only findable by those who knew the trick of it. Only accessable once in a great long while.
Berrie pointed to a specific notch in the rock. "That's where I tripped. I fell in some water and got caught up on a log."
That, and Adventurers mistaking them for a monster, made it a lucky thing that they were still alive. Or, perhaps, fate had plans for them that would not let them die. Yet. Wraithvine had a personal objection to child heroes, but ze had to work with what ze got.
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