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"Nyasia?"

She could hear Helian's voice call to her.

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Lysilde meanwhile was brushing the horses. Not just Morin but also ther others', she was currently brushing Amada's mane. The horses stood at the back of the barge, rather awkwardly set due to the lack of any real space. She felt a need to come comfort them.

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Midnight merely looked out over the red late evening sky. He saw the shadows of the night approach clearly.