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Starburst said:
One hand clutching her wound, Ashling jumped and spun into the air, like she would in the water, and kicked the shopkeeper in the face. The keeper stumbled and fell, his nose in a crooked position. But before Ashling could even land on the ground, the keeper was on his feet again, and the knife pierced Ashling's flesh once more
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(AAAHHH. oh well. the others are too far away to help her :( let her live though!! escape! ashling! no dying in this premises!)
 
Starburst said:
One hand clutching her wound, Ashling jumped and spun into the air, like she would in the water, and kicked the shopkeeper in the face. The keeper stumbled and fell, his nose in a crooked position. But before Ashling could even land on the ground, the keeper was on his feet again, and the knife pierced Ashling's flesh once more
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Ashling's face was pale and drawn in pain. Seeing the opening, she fled into the forest, where as soon as she was in the forest, she collapsed, blood seeping into the soil
 
KaLe dA QuAiL said:
Lunaka twisted her hair nervously, what was going on? what was going on? was she supposed to do something? she took a hesitant step forward just as Ash stood up and took a step backwards to give Bessie and Ada some room. She crashed into him and he took a step to the side, "oh, sorry." he said.
"n-no. I'm fine-" The same pain in her head. The tunnel. she felt her legs buckle and suddenly she was in the forest at a large stump. She recognized the boy she had crashed into, except he was laughing and smiling with some other boys. And there was a girl. The same one that had been speaking through her mind earlier.
She was sitting on a smaller stump, reading a book and pointing out a part to another girl. Laughter filled the air and with a jolt of surprise, Lunaka recognised herself, leaning against a tree, smiling and laughing at something.
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(Say, what was going on here?)
 

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