Fading Shadow
On the Run as always
Standing on her favorite ledge alone, Emerald looked around at the famous battle field where the Great War took place 100 years ago. The light breeze brushed against her feathers. She let her wings open up just a tad bit to let them air out. Emerald wondered where Nelion went. He told her he would be gone for only half hour. It's almost two hours. She sighed annoyed a bit.
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