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Willa Jane Thompson
The Free Lands
Near the Drunian Borders
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The rain plummeting down unto them, weakly shivering from the cold I held Amethyst closer, every cry from her lips travelled across the treeline, barely managing to be heard by the loud thunders and the rainfall.
Covering her head under my chin, I shielded her from the rain using what's left from my body heat for her. She cries in her cocoon of a blanket, getting soaked by the rain.
I can barely look behind me, my knees locking with every step that I took.
Ever since the rain started it never stopped, enveloping everything in its sight. As well as the darkness looming behind us with every step that I take further and further away from where Castillo's body was.
It pains me to leave him there, in the short am
