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Shadows

The mist surrounding her, The dark winds haunting her The crunchers of the leaves, the hotting of the owl the eeric silence and the foul qapracillo, Her hurried steps amongst the silence The quench for life and her vigillance... Eldre all to be wiped out. Shadows hunting her, darkness surrounding her, A strangled scream of terror and then an eternity of peace. She could no longer live, no longer die For she was now amongst the shadows....

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