After the 5th trip down to the Elven kitchens Rosa was begining to feel abit sick .All that Elven food does fill you up fast and if you eat much itis likey,for such a small hobbt such as her,to be full of the rest of the week.
Rosa was stumbleing up the hallways carrying a small clear bottle of red liquid in her small palm.
After pushing the great wooden door toclose it she sat down on the once great bed with the Clear glass bottle in one white pale hand.She opened it and the smell of rotting flesh camefrom the red liquid inside.
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There is ever a Rose without thorns.
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