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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Aug 6, 2006 13:36:00 GMT -5
Darishan regained consciousness to see that he was in a small white-wrapped bed, propped up with pillows, which didn't match with where he was before. He softly touched the painful lump on the back of his head where he assumed he had been struck. There was a bit of black on his fingers from his blood, so he obviously hadn't been here long. The infirmary was probably much too busy to bother with him now as it was. Outside the window was a tall tree... Darishan jumped off the tree once he had reached a few yards of the ground and ran back towards where the battle was being held.
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