Kalia looked at Thengise and smiled. She was so trusting. She stood up and walked out of the camp to a little stream, to wash the cloth. As she stood up, she decided to wash her injured leg. So she sat back down and washed the dried blood off. She stood back up and walked back into the camp. Immediately, she knew that something was different. She didn't know what, but something was.
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"Feeling like a freak on a leash, feeling like I have no release. How many times have I felt diseased? Nothing in my life is free, is free.... Sometimes I cannot take this place, sometimes it's my life I can taste." - Korn 'Freak on a Leash'
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