Mithwyn muttered a curse of disatisfaction underbreath. She couldn't believe that they were putting their live in danger! This probably wasn't even the right way!
"Quit pouting and keep up witch, or we will leave you behind!" Elwyn sneered at her sister. Mithwyn glared, and walked faster to keep up.
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I hope I could sleep in the cradle of your love, again
Cry for me, somebody, with dry eyes
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