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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....