Cree looked up to see a figure walk through the door. "Excuse me Lúrëaelda, so we leave in the morn." Cree knew that some how she needed to find her sword she had left outside. By now its bound to be lost. Yet who knows. She turned to him. "Just let me find Avalon."
The bird had perched itself beside the figure she saw walk in. The man was big, and looked to be over six foot to her. "I'm sorry about Avalon." She looked at the bird and motioned for it to come to her shoulder. "So whats your name, you look to be new around here. I'm Cree, this is Avalon."
She turned to look back at Lúrëaelda and Durin. Hopefully I will find my father. Yet I don't know what will happen when I do or if I do. "Avalon go over to Lúrëaelda, we leave in the morning."
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And when this life is over... and I stand before the God... I'll dream I'm back here standing in my nowhere land of Oz.....
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