Baranes coughed, standing in utter darkness and shade, trying to at least make sense of her surroundings. Her hooded cloak flapped in the wind, and a wolf howled in the distance. It was a chilly night, her nightvision slowly rendering images of a small cottage, homely among the eerie environment of the forest.
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Bad Night
