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Wandering around the snow-covered town in Niiemen could only get them so far, yet Namarii didn't seem to mind. The Elf walked several feet ahead of t..
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However long later, Irien returned from Mistead. It could have been a day; it could have been several days. Leah honestly had no clue how long the El..
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The light was dim outside, as it had just stopped raining, but Leah could see as clearly as usual. The group had left the building, and all those who..
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The chill she felt throughout each and every night in Niiemen wouldn't last long, Leah had told herself that night; soon, they wouldn't be there anym..
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After finally heading into her tent, which was not long after she wrote her first reason for wanting to leave, Leah managed to drift into an uncomfor..
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"It's not like you can just snap your fingers and magically make your wrist better," Relda was muttering to Nyel as she trekked up the hill, her neon..
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It was a dreary evening. Rain began to fall shortly after the remaining fires had all been extinguished; there weren't many, but they still caused a ..
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The night was dark, too dark. The streets were bustling with activity and torches lit up every single building, yet it seemed that an grouping of sha..
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When morning came, Leah wondered if she should choose her classes. She then decided to wait until she met up with Inaya to do so; she wanted to have ..
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"Guns." The dark-haired male Elf shrugged his shoulders, walking among the rows of seats. He peered around the room as if expecting someone to say so..
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