Fawian finnished her stew and listened to the merriment around her, she smiled and fills her cup.Sits back to enjoy the evening and rest her weary bones
She looks around for someone to talk to. Maybe other rangers, it has been long since she has had good company.
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"Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live" ~ Mark Twain.
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