"Oh, the palace already." Dykoria sighed, she just wanted to leave this boring forest.
"So, Arawil, what are we doing here again?"
"I told you already!" The maia replied angerly. "Weren't you listening?"
"No, why would I? I know all this stuff." Dykoria scoffed.
"Well then you should know why we are here." Arawil snapped as the ranger and jumped down off the branch to meet the on-coming elves.
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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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