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As the scenery becomes a blur with the stallion's thundering strides, D'Aleen relishes the primitive power of the animal and his strength.
She glances at the passing trees uneasily, feeling the dark force that eminates from them...getting stronger as the ground passes beneath them. Fingering the silver dagger strapped to her thigh she thinks of her father who had given her the heirloom when she left on this journey. Worried about his warnings of the evil stretching throughout the entire lands, she knew his words were true.
She shivered as you could almost feel the evil as a physical presence watching their every move. Glancing up, amazed to see the two birds keeping up the pace, she shook aside all the negative thoughts in her mind. It will be hard enough to face when the time comes, she thought to herself.
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You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!
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