Chapter four (W.I.P)

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We have returned anyway, onto the story! 

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We have returned anyway, onto the story! 



Sariel stopped in her tracks as she took in the camp, it had what seemed like endless rolling plains of grass, the moon poured over the many scattered dens made of a variety of different things such as wood, hide, stone, brass, ect. "You live here?" She asked excitedly as she took a few steps into the camp. 

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