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Nora and her parents do some more exploring on the beach before they head off to the village to try some ice cream.

Nora isn't sure which flavor she'd like to try, so she asks for a few different ones, but they don't have those.

She settles for the only flavor she has ever heard of before

and sits down to try it.

Later, after they finish their final meal of the day,

they all head off to sleep,

when Nora hears a now familiar sound.

Nora finds an old artifact, part three.

After walking the length of the beach, looking at seashells and old shipwrecks that still

washed ashore and collecting a couple of red sandstones, Nora and her father and mother

rode their personal vehicles to a village nearby to try an ancient delicacy.

Ice cream.

It wasn't a real village, of course.

There were only a few remaining settlements on the island, but it was a replica of what existed

hundreds and hundreds of years ago.

They parked their vehicles at a charging station and walked through a meadow to the village proper.

The village was surrounded by fields, meadows, and woods, and a small stream ran through it.

The buildings that people might have lived in at that time were simple, modest places made of wood, with white picket fences and small gardens.

Glass, the assistant that everyone on blue had embedded within their person,

provided Nora and her father and mother with a guided tour as they walked towards the village center,

where there were only a few other travelers.

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