"AMAN!"Rosa screamed asshe suddenly sat up in her bed.The dreams had become mor frequent as the nigh grew on.Still horrible nightmares of deaths and killings of her friends in the shire and here.A tears welled up in her red eyes and ran down her cheeks.
She turned to the orc draught by her bed.It had been so long since she found it and the temptation increased rapidly though the weeks.She reached out for it with a small hand and grabbed it in her parm, tightly.The smell was overwelming as she pulled the cap off but she didnt care and soon sh brought the draught to her lips and drank it.
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There is ever a Rose without thorns.
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