roaming the land, searching for a sign that you’re still alive, I don’t give up until I see a dim light in the distance, a campfire. I slowly approach to see you hoisted up on a pole, being prepared for execution Halt! I leap out from hiding and draw my sword you will release him at once, or suffer the wrath of the royal guard!
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