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Elsewhere – But always in relationship to a certain lady druid [img]graemlins/blueblink.gif[/img]
Lady Sombra
The Other is hidden from her. Still alive, this much she knows, for the death of that one who is hated beyond all others is not a thing that could escape her knowledge. “Let her hide,” she laughs. “Let her find what empty comfort she might. Let her waste what strength she has standing with those fools whose friendship she so desperately seeks.” Her laughter is bright and playful. And cold, even bitter. “Ah my sister! Even now you drift. Even now when life drains from you with each and every beating of that heart which grows more substantial within me. Even now you cannot act on your own behalf.” She tosses her head and a long braid dances beneath the light of the moon. Still her features have a vague and dusky character about them. But the lines of her face are most definitely hard. “Drift then! I most assuredly shall not.”
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