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Aeron looked at him it seemed like what ever was wrong with him was slowly coming down to a simmer. She hoped that her presence here was not making him more annoyed. though that fact was living so close to here she could have crossed his path at anytime.
no thats fine I should not have interrupted." She spoke as she moved towards him. She was trying to get a feel for how he was. After all when the bear had hit him he'd nearly gone blind but she wasn't sure how his sight was doing.
Poor thing should have never messed with anathema. The children are ok though. So i guess all is good." She spoke as she looked at his sword and watched him "Well I live in the hotel so I come here often." she spoke as she looked at him. She rubbed her wrapped up arm and sighed. "Plus trying to stretch my sore arm." She spoke
I keep it caged but I can't control it
So stay away from me, the beast is ugly
I feel the rage and I just can't hold it
It's scratching on the walls, in the closet, in the halls
It comes awake and I can't control it
Hiding under the bed, in my body, in my head
Why won't somebody come and save me from this, make it end?
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