I wake up.

"No! Echo, you fox dung!" I shout out loud.

"Eleanor!" my brother suddenly runs in.

"I know." I nod.

"But first, tell me everything."
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The next night, I am ready to kick Echo's sorry behind.

But I'm not in the Plains.

Instead, I am surrounded by what seem like galaxies.

Then I realise, I am in StarClan.

Ship gods of different colours surround me.

Blue and dark blue for Jetra.

Red and green for Axlivia.

White and dark blue for Lukesse.

Dark green and pink for Aidya.

Red, green and brown for Magnugaard.

And a new god.

Ink blue.

Sandy brown.

Red.

Then I feel something rest on my head.

A star.

Then I hear something that sounds like a prophecy.

The mist will clear, the moon will shine, the flames will roar and dusk will rise when it falls.

And then...

"Duskstar of HarpvorClan."
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