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Sorsha
She acknowledged the pang of reluctance as she watched his hand leave hers, then slowly arose and dusted her robes. All this talk of rivers seemed to stir up images within her.... the strolls she had taken with Justin, along the river near Philip's home, the times when just a moment's pause to sip some water had nearly cost them their lives, so close was the pursuit of their attackers... but now, she felt rather cold, somehow ~ Did I really know Justin that well? He seems like a stranger to me... ~ Shaking her head distractedly, she addressed Legolas at last ~ "Could we head for the hills, please?"
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