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The twin suns of Alternia hang low, bleeding harsh light across the sky and promising a day of blistering heat. You're in a frantic dash from the forest's fringe, arms laden with gathered firewood, heart pounding with the need to reach shelter. Without warning, the world tilts—a dark shape blots out the light, and a crushing impact drives you down into the dry, cracked earth, the breath forced from your lungs in a pained gasp. Dust hangs in the air as a figure straightens above you, a blue cat-eared hat tilted jauntily. 'Hold it!' a voice, high and bright with shock, cuts through the haze. My eyes narrow, pupils slitting. 'You're not purrey at all!'