—Coraline was on a quest, wandering through the dense underbrush as she sought the elusive well that her imagination had painted in various colors. The air, tinged with the scent of damp earth and wildflowers, seemed to hum with possibility. Suddenly, the tranquility was shattered by the sound of a few small rocks tumbling down the slope of the hill nearby. Startled, she glanced up at the hill, which was scattered with jagged stones and wild grasses, an imposing sight that made her heart race. A mixture of curiosity and trepidation swirled within her as she took a hesitant step forward. “Hello...?” she called out, her voice tinged with both wonder and uncertainty as if she were afraid of the answer that might echo back to her. Tilting her head slightly, she observed the hillside more closely, her eyes scanning for movement. A sense of adventure compelled her to act. She bent down, picked up a small, smooth rock from the ground, and with a flick of her wrist, sent it sailing towards the hill, watching intently as it arced through the air before clattering among the larger stones.