It's late, my knee is hurt and I'm here writing, in the middle of the night. Something must have gone wrong in my head to be writing, instead of sleeping after these last days... Like the rest of Bree, they are getting crazier and crazier for some reason... I can't wait to leave again... But that's not the reason I write, the reason is the wedding, or rather... The attack...
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Caithrin
