Kash
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The city peacefully fell asleep in blissful ignorance, unaware of what might have happened to Arandor... which soul will leave the city before dawn... they will only find out in the morning. Pathetic ghostly creatures, doomed to wait for their fate, hiding from the light in the dark corners of their dwellings...
A huge, chipped moon, resembling a piece of cheese, hung in the sky. The silence was broken by a soft whistle - a funny shadow glided slowly across the sky with that sound. Upon closer inspection, it was easy to recognize an awkward old woman flying on a broom - a common occurrence in these parts. The old woman adjusted her funny hat, stroked the cat behind the ear, and began to scratch her ankle loudly, causing her shoe to slip off her foot and unexpectedly sink quickly into the soft clouds; the old woman cursed and rushed after it. She was lucky - no one noticed this mishap. Everyone was asleep...
A huge, chipped moon, resembling a piece of cheese, hung in the sky. The silence was broken by a soft whistle - a funny shadow glided slowly across the sky with that sound. Upon closer inspection, it was easy to recognize an awkward old woman flying on a broom - a common occurrence in these parts. The old woman adjusted her funny hat, stroked the cat behind the ear, and began to scratch her ankle loudly, causing her shoe to slip off her foot and unexpectedly sink quickly into the soft clouds; the old woman cursed and rushed after it. She was lucky - no one noticed this mishap. Everyone was asleep...