As Rosa hardly slept again that night.War and battle crowded her dreams, turning them into blood filled nightmares that Rosa was sure she didnt want to see.
The night was uncomfortable and it seemed like a black cloud covered the gleaming stars above because the light of the stars was not visable.
As she turned back to her bed she caught sight of the orc draught on her table.It was to tempting to just drink it but she resisted.....just.
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There is ever a Rose without thorns.
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