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well. The party began when the night started, there were lots of dancers and singers and so much food. Everybody was there and she knew it would be easy to hide from Xyber but she was still scared, what if it didn't work?
Just before midnight the four went to the hill on Darkmoon. Ashanti took the necklace out of her pocket and held it up to the moon. Midnight came and they could hear Xyber started playing his music and chanting at the moon waiting for the power to take over. Ashanti and the others were losing hope when suddenly something happened. The moon started to glow and the whole place lit up. Time had stopped. Xyber and his friends stood still and suddenly a great cloud appeared over the sky. The wind started blowing, this was it, the friends all held hands. Cameo was there, running towards Ashanti she ran to him as well. Then suddenly the place changed, there was so much life and so many colors, just like in the dream. It must be Fantasia. Xyber and Darkmoon disappeared into the shadows. They were really in D-ream, the place of dreams, the Dreamland they had never been to before. Machiavelli and Khelis were standing there smiling, so was Styles and Chic. The plan had worked, time stopped and they had returned to D-ream.
Tonight her mother said we will all have a big party, and dance and sing all night. Time stopped and we have come back home to Dreamland. We always knew this day would come, thanks to Ashanti, her friends we're free forever
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