"What time is it?" ... Itβs time to drift. π²β¨ Finn and Jake have put the swords away, the Treehouse is filled with a thick, herbal fog, and the Candy Kingdom is just a neon blur in the distance. The Grass Lands are silent tonight, save for the rhythmic pulse of a slow-burning beat and the crackle
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