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14/09: pine away and die
fever..swollen eye..overcast sky...
Cat sitting on my lap staring at my bruised eye...
sitting in front of laptop..
waiting for some ideas to pop...
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01/09: Stealth
He felt a chill in his bone...and shivered involuntarily. The bard hugged the Cloak tightly around him and trotted on. Once a druid of this grove, now discredited. He was no longer welcomed here. He had picked up the remnants of his pride and dusted his beloved Lute and started his wanderings again.He was at the coastal town in the east when he heard the news. The Blight had struck the Grove and the Tree was dying. The Dryad was sick and confused. Human presence were no longer welcomed.
He made his way back as soon as the news reached his ears. Every night, he came up with new plans to get pass the crazed Guardians to reach the Tree. The plans were all flawed.. There was no way he could do it without getting torn to shreds.
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