Legend Page #3

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No!

Damn it! Damn it!

Damn it!

Riddles! Riddles!

Riddles!

Damn it! Riddles!

Riddles! Riddles!

Gump?

Gump?

Gump?

You've bested me, Jack.

Bested me, bested me.

A riddle without an answer's like an

empty cup when you're thirsty for wine.

Well spoken! And if it's wine

you want, it's wine we shall have.

Brown Tom! A small measure

of entertainment at best.

But, Gump, it's the last bottle

of me best wine.

Oh-Oh, if you say so, sir.

Mmm.

Now, Gump, don't you

be forgetting me.

Oh, careful now.

Oh, it's so precious.

Elderberry wine.

Sorry. No finer drink under heaven.

Here's to Jack,

Oh, brother.

riddle solver, dancing fool

and fairy friend.

Tip it.

Hmm. Ahhh.

Here, this'll help.

Don't you care

what's happened?

Of course we care. What good's a

world locked in a season of death?

But we must find the

answer. That we must.

But first we must see that

no harm's come to the Unicorn.

I sadly fear the worst.

Wait. Shhh.

Lily!

Jack, what?

Jack!

Forgive me.

I meant no wrong.

Well, Jack, tell us

what has happened.

Come on, Jack.

Don't keep us in the dark.

The dark

is where we'll stay.

We're cursed.

Is there naught

we can do?

We must get

the alicorn back.

Only then will the world

return to normal.

We must find a champion...

bold of heart

and pure in spirit.

Champion? What champion?

Don't give up so quick, lads.

You'll do.

We must get you

some weapons.

But, Gump, I know

nothing of weapons.

You'll learn. I know

where to find the best.

Brown Tom, stay here with the

Unicorn and guard her well.

Like me own life. Better.

She's the last of her kind.

Magic horn

is mine, mine, mine.

Now all creatures

will love the night...

and worship goblins

as divine.

You shouldn't

talk like that, Blix.

Why not?

I've got the power now.

Plenty big talk.

Hah!

Not even darkness

lasts forever.

Jack, I can't go

with you now.

Anyway, Oona

will guide the way.

Follow me, Jack.

Over here. Come on.

Come on, Jack.

Here, Jack.

Come on.

Oona.

Nobody knows but you.

It's our secret, Jack.

Don't tell Gump. Promise?

Promise!

I could be anything

you want me to be,

even your heart's desire.

You've got to help us, Jack.

The fairies' love

makes anything possible.

Higher, higher,

burning fire.

Making music like a choir.

It seems a pity

to waste such power.

Waste? Better watch out,

old pal Pox,

or I'll turn you

into little pork chops.

Why not turn everything

into garbage?

A great towering

mountain of slop.

Wouldn't that be magic?

Higher, higher,

burning fire.

Making music like a choir.

Blix, Blix. Blix!

- What?

- Big D!

Stop!

Hear me,

you angel of darkness!

Your reign is over!

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