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... e creatures dragged Valyrin to the ancient tree. Their hands, rough and green with the grime of countless hunts, worked quickly, pulling the vines tighter around her lithe, pale frame. The elven princess did not struggle.
Her silver hair fell like strands of moonlight over her face, half-obscuring eyes that glistened with stoic acceptance.
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She knew this day would come.
The goblin chief, a monstrous creature with fangs bare ...
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