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All nine doors stand open.

A golden dusk world: a winding path of giant footprints into a glowing wood.

The Stomping Grounds

A pale luminous meadow at night: little stars grazing like sheep beneath a vast, kindly Moon.

A painted harbour village on green-roofed stilts over calm shallows, small boats at the dock, islands beyond.

The Brinewaters

A painted hilltop academy of teal domes and brass pipes, training greens and flags, a caped figure arcing overhead.

A painted workshop lined with jars and bottles, ladles on a rack, a cauldron gently steaming on a stone circle.

The Fizzleworks

A great lantern-hung oak at dusk, little round doors in its roots, a badger with a lantern at a blank signpost, two hedgehogs on the path, a faint rainbow over the canopy.

A painted sandstone castle on a green hill at golden hour, pennants flying, a moat with two ducks, bunting along the foreground fence.

A painted night-time town square from above: a tall teal clock tower with a nest on its roof, lit windows, striped market awnings, lamplight and curling mist.

Painted rolling green hills under a big soft-clouded sky, a winding track between hedgerows, rain-puddles catching the light, a line of small unicorns on the far ridge.

The Gallopwilds