RE: Behind Enemy Lines (Day Three)
"Lights uh," she questioned as she lowered herself along the bank of the stream. "If you say so, magical lights that guided you here at this very moment." She gave a slight laugh, "I will give you an A for originality."
Trysta sighed as she scooped up water in her cupped hands. She splashed it over her face and used it to wash away the mud markings. "When I was little girl, back home, it was a song that was song to the Crone," she said point to the twin moons.
"It was the first time I sung that song since I left home," he paused trying not to allow the visions to flood her memory. "It was a life time ago."
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