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Grandpa and Noah are sitting on a bench in a square that keeps getting smaller every day. The square is strange but also familiar, full of the odds and ends that have made up their lives: Grandpa's work desk, the stuffed dragon that Grandpa once gave to Noah, the sweet-smelling hyacinths that Grandma loved to grow in her garden.

It was a beautiful morning. Despite the ancient oracle's strange warning, Lydia set sail. She was experienced. She had done this plenty of times before. The oracle offered her a lucky talisman. Lydia took it. Now, it seems both their luck has run out. She is stuck on an island with a charm whose magic is spent. Will it ever return, or is she doomed to spend the rest of her life marooned in the middle of nowhere?