Delanie's legs Burned from running.She did't know where she was. Thorns cut her face. Tears stung the wounds.She was running away from her Mistress who blames her for killing Delanie's Master. But she didn't kill him, She loved him.
Suddenly she finds heself in a beatiful forest with a beatiful bridge over a shining pond full of fish. All the fish were swimming around peacefully. I could take a small nap. She thought to her self. So she settled down on a tree to rest.
When she awoke the scene had changed. The bridge was burned and broken as well theall the trees but the one Delanie napped on. The water was littered with dead fish, only a hand full survived. "Who would do this?" Delanie excaimed. So she gathered upthe wood of the broken trees and started to re-build the place to its former glory.
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