A young woman pushed open the door of the Green Dragon and entered. She looked around for the inkeeper, shaking out her cloak and skirt. She was cold and tired and feeling a little strange so far from home.
She flicked her tangled hair over one shoulder and moved further into the room. Her eyes were wide and green, and though she wasn't exactly nervous she was a little hesitant. Most of the people in the inn looked like they were there in groups or with someone, so eventually the woman spoke to the room in general. "Excuse me, I've come a long way today, and I need a room and a stable for my horse..."
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!
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