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Nina laughed warmly at Matt's naivete. He had a good soul and she was extremely grateful to him for the dinner. Nina sat across the fire from Vanelee and watched him while he ate, his face glowing from the light of the flames. He was a beautiful creature, elves always were, such grace and inner strength... He caught her staring and they shared a smile and a look of tender devotion. Nina's thoughts were broken by Anca nudging her arm. She handed the wolf some fish and let her mind wander again, but this time she did not think of Vanelee. Her contentment was pierced by the memory of the wise mage from her childhood telling her to travel a long and desolate road, for only at the end of this road would she find purpose...
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talk is cheap, so i buy every word you said.
scared me half to death, now i'm half dead.
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