It was morning yet again for Angel Island and all who inhabited it. The birds began to sing their habitual songs, bringing new life to the island as it awoke from its nightly slumber. Every creature began to stir, including Amy Rose, who still lay peacefully beside the Master smeraldo and sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza from harm. Her eyes fluttered open as the faint glow of the morning sun crept above the horizon and shown down upon her and the great jewel. She rubbed the sand out of her eyes and turned to look for Knuckles. She expected him to be where he was before, sleeping beside her and keeping her safe. However,...
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