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Page Eight

Psyche completes the fourth trial with a little help from an old friend.

A gust of wind blows in, knocking the jar over. The jar cracks open and Psyche tumbles out. "Who did this?" She asks the wind, Zephyr. "I did..." whispers the wind. "Why?" she responds. "Your husband sent me..." Zephyr replies. "Thank you, Zephyr," Psyche smiles in gratitude. "Of course, young Psyche. And now, you must complete your final trial. Psyche, for your last trial, you must..." whispers Zephyr.

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