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m******e at the mines
That night Jake was haunted in his sleep by a new nightmare. This time he saw Emily’s lifeless corpse lying on the ground. The ominous dream kept him awake all night. The following evening Melos accompanied Jake to Solev’s hut. They knocked on the thin wooden door and waited for the old gnome to come outside. “Good evening Solev. I hope my horse is ready,” said Jake, eyeing the old gnome with an air of arrogance. Solev stood in his doorway and protested in a feeble voice, “I am just an old gnome. I can't capture or tame wild horses.” “So it seems you are worthless to me!” “Do you know who you are speaking to?” Solev retorted in rage. “Yes, I do. I am speaking to an old coward who doesn’t know how to mind his own business.” “How can you—”. “It’s fine Solev. I will rescue your people
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