The man had been climbing the red string for awhile. He didn't know where it led, but he climbed, anyway. He climbed over the steep ones and the low ones. He climbed and climbed until his body grew sore.

One day, he found an island. It was the one he had heard in his dreams: the dream land.

He climbed faster. Every step led him closer to it. The string grew higher, but he didn't let that stop him. He just climbed.

Then, the string became a flat line. With a deep breath, he started walking, the dream land practically in his grasp.

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