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Walking through the forest, dark looming trees were pressing down on Morrigan like a leather clad fist waiting to crush her. This didn't deter her as she pushed on.
A rippling red light had been guiding her through the trees for several minutes now.
"Where are you leading me?" Morrigan whispers stumbling over the low lying brambles.
The light suddenly went out, bathing everything in a pitch black darkness.
Morrigan's breath came in short panicked bursts. "Hello? Is there anyone there?"
The one response she got was a deep, earth shaking growl and a pair of red glowing eyes appearing inches from her face.
Her scream died on her lips as she heard a sinister voice singing a familiar song.
"Little crowling, little crowling, With button-black eyes. Swoops down into the meadow
Where all the rabbits hide."
"No, stop. STOP!" Morrigan shouted. "What do you want squall?"
"It's time for your next lesson, little crow." Squall replies stepping towards her, an orb of light rotating around his head. "The art of veil."
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FanfictionThis is what I think is going to happen in Silverborn by Jessica Townsend!
