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Clarbeth

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  1. I'm not sure if you want to hear any part of my past life at this campfire because it's too depressing to hear, but I'll tell you anyway. Fifteen years ago me and my friends were all happy. We use to play in the colorful yellow flowers on the hill near pinekreek. I didn't know that would be the last time any of us would ever get to see them flowers. Few years after our last gathering on that hil, the bell of war sounded and we all had to trade in our clean outfits for rusty armor and weapons. We marched to war for a couse that none of us understand or knew why. The pritty white flowers on that Hil got dyed red with our blood that day, I lost many good frainds that I still cry about today. Now if you got that hill, all you see is dead grass and old dried leaves. Some bones hear and there, and not a flower in sight. :'( Sorry, telling this is making me cry. Its making me remember my friends too much.
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