Emberwood Piper of Hamelin

Sarah was going to be grateful for not being either a traitor or an enemy another time, now she happy to be able to breathe freely again, when the guy finally rolled off her and let her rise. She felt the same relief Winnie the Pooh felt, when he was released from the trap that rabbit-hole had been.

She sneaked a peek at the super-smug face of the young man and decided that she was in no mood to continue being his toe-rag. Another day. "Okay, chap," she told him, "I am going to find something to eat and heal my broken ribs." With another glance, she hobbled away, wincing at the sore spots and wondering, how many internal organs Awol had crushed inside her.

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