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Garnet stands at the treeline, unwilling to join the crowd yet unable to pass the opportunity to watch Legolas show his archery prowess. With the mage's antics, she snorts a very unladylike snort of disapproval. "Boys. Children playing at grown up games." But then Legolas does the unexpected, or perhaps it *should* have been expected of an elf of his years, experience and intelligence, and uses the mage-entranced arrows to his benefit. She smiles at his triumph and slips quietly back into the forest.
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"Nature tells every secret once." Ralph Waldo Emerson
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