MY HEART — EREN

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  • [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Sweetophelia was walking towards the medics' hut. She had already planned on getting her bandages removed, but because the medics had not been present when she had visited, the BlizzardClan leader had decided to come back another day - rather than risking waiting hours for Kamari to return with her apprentices. "Kamari?" she called out, looking in. Her wounds no longer hurt, but admittedly the Targaryen was concerned with the possibility of scars. She loathed the idea of being marked.


    @EREN J.
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