"I wonder when Anarya's coming back?"thought Novannon,not only did she still have to clean up the shop and do all of her work,but ever since she left,her and Anarya's father had been watching the shop.
They were almost out of arrows to sell,and Novannon had been hearing severel rumors of men being marched through Mirkwood,and something about a "wild child"
Days went by,and still no sighns of Anarya...
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