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Old 02-17-2003, 12:33 PM   #606
Lyra Greenleaf
The Diaphanous Dryad
 
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: R toL: 531, past the wild path
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"N-nothing" said Ellie, struggling to get her breathing under control. She stood up shakily, pushing off Drago's arm. He looked hurt.

"It can't be nothing" said Drago reasonably. "Tell me"

"You wouldn't understand." Ellie said "You wouldn't care! Why should you, knowing magic and all? Why would you care about me when no-one else does?"

Once again she began crying, sitting down this time on the edge of the bed.
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“Sylphs of the forest,” I whispered. “Spirits of oak, beech and ash. Dryads of Rowan and hazel, hear us. You who have guided and guarded our every footstep, you who have sheltered our growth, we honour you."
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