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Teveriel sat up suddenly in bed. Beads of sweat covered his face and his breathing was hoarse. "Not again..." he grumbled to himself as started to pull his sweat drenched blankets off him. Grabbing a shirt and boots, he started to get dressed. A mixture of pain and anger was on his face as he walked down the stairs and went out the tavern.
Cold night air greeted him as he went off towards the dark woods. He was able to see well enough from the moonlight gliding over him. "There you are..." A large tree stood in front of him. "Doing well it seems," his placed his hand gently on the rough bark making the tree shiver. Teveriel jumped up and grabbed the closest branch. Pulling himself up, he sat back against the tree and counted the leaves on it. The fear and anger from his nightmare slowly started to go away.
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