

touch of a saberthe wind howled through the trees as the battle began in ernest! Anja ran with all her mite away from the melee caused by her brothers wrath and her best friends protective nature. The forest creatures fled into the darkest recesses of the forest and the stars in the sky faded away so that there was utter blackness and silence. Anjas racing heart and feet were the only sounds to be heard other than the mighty roars and groans heard in the distance. Omagolligans Anja screams as she trips over a root and lands face first in bog of moss. Her darkest fear has come to pass but with it the joytouch of a saber


wandering through the darkanja wanders between the trees, nite has fallen rich in blackness with very little lite filtering through the trees. She has lost site of all she knows, even her fairey site has desereted her on this nite. Her faithful companion has left her side as all cats will do! Especially the male variety! She has a feeling she is being watched and it is not a feeling that is heart warming the threat of danger is thick in the air! Has the day of reconing finally arrived? Is this to be the nite that she must face her brother...the one person in the world that hates her the most?wandering through the dark
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