Fighting Fit

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Eli     I woke up to see the most beautiful wood nymph lying by my side and I knew it hadn’t been a dream. She was really here. We were still in the same position we had fallen asleep in and I brushed a stray curl from her face. She had lost weight, her face more gaunt than when she had been taken. Her eyes opened and for a moment, she was panicked. Then she saw me and her face relaxed into a beautiful smile. “I was scared it was only a dream,” she whispered. We stared at each other for some time, until she suddenly shot up. Alarmed, I got up with her. “Orsa. I need to see her,” she explained, pulling on a shalwar and a tunic.  The weather was cooler here than in Zamee and she grabbed a cloak. I pulled on a shalwar, grabbing a cloak to cover my chest. I could survive an arrow gr

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