Aerabella
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She limped towards the looming stairs, looking up she gazed at the darkened castle. As she took her first step searing pain shot through her whole leg. Looking down she saw Crimson red blood soaking through her bandage, bending down she began to unwrap the bandage. Revealing a gapping wound for the mugrett attack, the surrounding flesh is purple meaning the poison has set in. She takes out the numbing herbs, that Delphenia gave her, she's puts them on her wound, and begins to re wrap her wound. She waits for the numbing to set in, which only takes a few moments. She beings to climb the stairs again, knowing full well that this is going to take all her strength. Both mentally and physically, as she reaches the top of the stairs she glares at the stone door........... A/n that's just a little exert from a story I want to write leave me some comments and let me know if you like it if enough do I will continue it if not I will start a new one thank you (:
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Forgotten

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