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Awake {A Memory}

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February 22, 2010 - 1:46am — Whyss
Regarding the Events of the day before.



He droops his head in shame for leaving so quickly after his friends were so kind to come to his rescue.

Now, he peers into the deep darkness of the old oak, and listens. Whispers echo in the belly of the ancient tree, and the deep thrum of its spirit nearly masks them completely.

There are no marks of struggle.

If not for the whispers of the day before, the wounds of his friends, and the terrible exhaustion that caused his knees to quiver even now... He might think it had all been just a nightmare...
February 22, 2010 - 4:12am — ocean
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Do not blame yourself, little

Do not blame yourself, little one. I only wish there had been no blood spilled...
You may sit by may side any time you wish.
He puts his ears slightly back and smiles.
February 22, 2010 - 4:12am — Fincayra
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"It was hardly a fair fight,

"It was hardly a fair fight, restricted to the walls of the ancient tree." Esll's eyes dull as he contemplates what took place last night. Then he smiles lightly. "You are not to blame for any injuries sustained. Besides, he was greatly outnumbered; we did more damage to him than he did to us."

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