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A quiet morning

The lady, not just any lady, but The Lady. Those were the whispers upon her return. A cloud of silvery-white returning to the sleepy hovel known as Bree-land. Rustic, filled with charm and peace. For some, it was a land that brought fresh opportunity, for others, it was home. For Aellwenn well it was a bit of both. It was a rather mild winter morning and she found herself longing for a stroll and a place to calm her mind. Staddle was this place.

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