The night that Bubbles decided to go to the wishing well, there was a very soft breeze, almost like that of the tide. She felt like it carried her to her destination, making it all the more magic in her eyes. She brought with her a treasured sand dollar, which she had found the past summer on a trip to the beach. It was a fitting and appropriate offering to the well, as she felt like it was a part of her in a way.
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