Kalia stopped singing and walked to her pack. She pulled out six apples and handed one to everyone, including Calad.
"Well, shall we be off to Ithilien now?" she asked, growing impatient. They had spent too much time here, and it was making her feel uncomfortable.
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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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