Shade had trudged all the way to his own room and began to bind his leg with clean cloths. Some blood soaked through turning parts of the cloth a dull red. He took a drink of the red wine and the pain seemed to ease a bit off. Shade stood back up and tried to put a bit of wieght onto his leg. It began to shake badly and pain shot up from it. Shade quickly to the pressure off of it. He winced a little but shook it quickly off.
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Whose cruel idea was it for the word "lisp" to have an "s" in it?
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My heart and soul belong to Thengise Greenleaf of Mirkwood.
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