(She had grown up only knowing peace and she had been spoiled terribly by it. She almost doesn't feel like the same person anymore and while she misses her dreams and her optimism, she does her best to keep herself grounded in reality.)
They cannot help being chosen by the Old Gods. I loved the shade of their leaves; they are a curious shade of dark red.
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They cannot help being chosen by the Old Gods. I loved the shade of their leaves; they are a curious shade of dark red.