Wheeling Gull Isle it must be that old evil spirit; so deep down in your ground
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Ooc — thalia
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acknowledgment, a dip of her muzzle. back already she is fading back into the fever, the heat of it rising to her skin. the healer will come, eventually, and she will bear the pain of having her limb forced back into her body, the sting of the healing herbs. but she can do little more than bear it, confined within her own mind as her body stitches itself together. gradually, slowly, she will strengthen, but not today. darkness erodes away at her vision, and in a few moments more she's slipped into unconsciousness, and the island's leader takes her leave.
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