The elf girl found herself growing restless, she ran to the bars and once again tried to yank them loose, but her strength was nothing to them. She let out a small moan of hopelessness, wanderers cannot stand four walls for long, and then sank to the floor, her golden hair hanging in her face as she began to howl like some animal...a wolf, perhaps. A nearby guard covered his ears, the sound made him want to cry, and yet his head felt ready to split open. She continued to wail, in desperate need of outside air, to run, to see the sun, to be free...
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