Elwyn fought the tangled ropes of the net like a crazy woman. She didn't worry about herself - only about Bulvard and Ransom.
"They still need me! Culloth and Gwyn can't take care of them. And what of Harolas? I don't even know where he is!" Her fingers split and bled as she clawed at the rough rope.
But all thought ended as she was clubbed down by something heavy. Her blue eyes rolled back in her head and she remembered no more.
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If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."
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