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Last Glimpse

Submitted by Carlotta on June 17th, 2012
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Her vision was becoming blurrier and blurrier. She could feel the blood trickling down her face. Redain's face was there. She could tell. With one last grunt of pain, she blinked. Then, nothing. Redain was gone.

Brigands at the gates (I)

Submitted by Athanaric on July 25th, 2011
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- ...and then I told them I had important things to attend to back in the north, so I left.
- You left your commander wounded?! Son, this is not what I taught y..
- Father, it wasn't much left for me to do. We were in a safe place and some of the militia stayed with Arundar. I was useless there, answered Athanaric, frowning a bit hearing his father's harsh tone.
Wealda shook his head and gazed in the fireplace for a few moments, then took a sip from his tankard and layed it down on the table slowly.

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