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(Author's note: I'm changing his name to Gareth)
Gareth crawled on the soft moss, sturdy gray rocks stood beneath the moss. The night breeze blew Gareth's hair as it did many a time. It was far from sight, but it's big footprints led the way. Suddenly aching pain erupted from his back. "Stand up!.... or die!" sneered a voice from behind. Craning his neck, Gareth looked over his shoudler to see a huge fully armoured knight with a black armoured shoe upon his back, a sword was pointed at his back. "DIE!!!" said the knight. For split second pain tormented his body and then he heard and no more. &-&-&-&-& Cringing pain awoke Gareth. He lay very still for more then ten minutes and then cringing even more then ever. Around him was the knight (dead), two weasels (dead) and a dwarf that he had not seen in the cave. The dwarf was old and he lay perfectly still but his eyes were open gleaming. Forgetting his pain, Gareth jumped up and ran to his savior!
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