The yells could be heard echoing through her ears like that roar of a large dragon. The hurried footfalls and clink of armor. She ran through the woodland, her breath labored with each step. The caramel curls streaming across her face as she looked, panic stricken, behind her.
"Where yah runnin' lassy!" A voice would growl.
"Don't yah wanna play?" Another would bellow.
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