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The Shadow of the Soul
You can feel snapping noises of its own body breaking as it stands up. As the fire goes out, hear them start to run. Shapes move their hands into their brow. Strong hands grab your wrists and forearms. They wrap around your fingers. There is no malice nor gentleness in the movements of these beings. You are long way shadowed. I can smell the stink of human wine on your breath. Is there anything else you can do to cook? No. To curry favor with me. I have his sword. His sword. Yes, it is on my... it's on the belt around my waist. Lost to spirit. Ursulaan Suvi. Little army.