Abellinda

"This tree is mine, and I'll defend it!" Nolo the squirrel called down from the tree.

"This tree is not yours, it beongs to another!" Up shouted Able, her voice spoke for the free.

That's when Nolo, the red squirrel sung a little song, "This tree hosts my power, it's as strong as me!"

Able, the black squirrel stood and shook her head, "The others will want it back, you will see."

Able parted and rallied some ladies and men,

to push out the Red squireel before she settled in.

Dreothorn fell on the wooden floor of the carriage. "I will see you soon Dreothorn. At the very least, think of this as good opportunity, as Thayalengir will not be able to find you." said the man in the black robes.

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Flowers weither, roses dead, songs stopped, music silenced, voices calmed, whispers shut, sky was red.

Thats how it all was days after my wife's death, wither it was litteral or not I know not, for my sorrows are deep within, refusing to go out, refusing to scream in pain, agony... hurt... heart beats a song I have not felt before, this was it for me, the end of my life, my beautiful life.