30″I walk along the beach, the full moon shines bright in the sky, I sigh, I'm set to marry that gross slob in a few days & all just to unite two tribes that are incapable of defeating the Wrath clain. My feet stop when I see a large form wash ashore, I approch with hesitation, as I get closer I see the unconscious body of a Wrath warrior, I gasp when I relise it's the chiefs son. I know I should report this, I jump when he coughs & spits out some water, "are you alive?" I ask nervously.
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