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running through the forest

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into the town

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up to the mansion

creeping now...swiftly, silently

shhhhhhhhk

the sound of a sword being drawn...almost not there, but enough.

he wakes. "Who...what..." his eyes widen in fear and recognition. "No! I...I..."

"Traitor."

the voice is low and cold...red hair and narrow amber eyes set in a flawless face are reflected in the doomed man's wide eyes.

the slight displacment of air, and the sound of a scream cut off. a splash of blood. the flick of a wrist, and blood spatters on the wall.

shhhhhhhhk

the sound of a sword being sheathed.

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running again...back through the towm, the forest...

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