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A very long time ago, in a magical kingdom where all the good dreams of mankind
are tended to, there was a young princess named Estelle. Although she loved her
home and all the people of her land, she greatly desired a playmate her own age.
One day, she summoned a young boy named Winsor to her realm. In time they
became friends and shared the early days of their childhoods together.



Sadly, time marched on, and with each passing year it became increasingly difficult
for Winsor to find his way back to his treasured childhood friend. Gradually his
memories began to fade. It was no longer certain whether the adventures they
shared were real or merely fantasies he had dreamed up.



Everything changed when the stillness of one night's slumber was broken by the
desperate pleas of a familiar voice. Winsor shot up in bed and was astonished to
hear summons of Estelle once again. But this time, all was not well!



Some time during Winsor's absence, a fiendish and ambitious sorceress named
Corvina had appeared in Titania. Upon claiming the title of Nightmare Queen, she
subjugated Estelle's people and cast the realm into darkness!



Drawn back to Titania with what seemed to be the last of Estelle's magical strength,
Winsor braved the now terrifying nightmare landscape and charged toward the
stronghold of the Nightmare Queen!



Under the dim light of the moon, he rose up the side of Corvina's tower, scaling the
wall by way of thorny vines. Finally, he slipped inside through an open window.



Across the room Winsor could see his much-loved Estelle, tortured at the hands of
the Nightmare Queen. The agonizing sight was too much to bear!



Enraged, Winsor dashed across the room and before Corvina could even turn to
face him, slid the blade of his sword through the evil woman's torso with one swift
and steely motion.



Having struck down the Nightmare Queen, Winsor collapsed beside Estelle’s
lifeless body. She hung limply in his arms -- it seemed he was just moments too
late. In one last heart-breaking embrace with his princess, Winsor left a somber
kiss on Estelle’s lips.

Winsor fell out of bed! What a strange dream he had...



Wrong way Winsor! Try again!



Corvina was too ghastly for our hero to bear!



Winsor was too late... Estelle’s light has already faded.