Flowers can be no rival for mysterious tree-hut and so you go there in your curious fillyness. Standing in the forward position is striped mare with so much bling.
As you approach, she says, “Stop, filly, do not you think it chilly?”
If you say ”Maybe a little.”, turn to page 40.
If you say ”That was a terrible rhyme.”, turn to page 29.
If you say ”Your mom is chilly!”, turn to page 5.