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Mistral
The sea of voices seemed to burst into her lungs through her ears, which smarted painfully. The tectonic forces tearing at the sides of her head only worsened her condition, and she nearly screamed in half-fright at the pair of hands burning into hers.
Through the blurry world of desperate tears, she caught a glimpse of her. Her, of all people.
Chani Ravenwood.
Was it her Fate to end her life thus? It had barely begun, for the years of training had brought little joy as she had known since she first met Kazara.
Kaz... then Larry... then Deiter... and... Spree??
Why? Why were the gods so bent on wrecking upon the little peace she had managed to carve for herself? Now, facing her possible enemy - an enemy with the face of sincere concern and distraught. Could it be? Was this farce?
The world was spinning incredibly. She knew not what to say. Silently, she nodded, hoping this would send the crowd away, and more importantly, dispel the ghosts haunting her.
"I... I'm alright."
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