part 6: Exiled
May 6, 2005
He appeared badly beaten, and he seemed very old as I drew nearer to him.
With a small amount of fire, I burnt through his ropes.  I couldn’t see how he was able to move, yet he conducted himself gracefully.
He turned to me and gave a friendly smile. There was
an air of nobility surrounding him despite his bruises. |
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