The sky was dark, the sun not yet risen. Even if it had he would not have been able to see its light through the storm. She was dragging him through the rain, he tried to fight it, but she was larger, stronger then him. He yelled in protest, but she did not listen... she dragged him on. He was soaked to the bone, the struggle seemed to go on forever. He looked around for help, but there was no one to aid him. The sentries he was pulled by would not help, they stood motionless glaring at him with cold eyes and colder expressions, hiding under their protection from the storm...
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