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Post by curseoftheslighted on May 17, 2006 20:16:21 GMT -5
Rays of sunlight flickered through as Ragin pushed himself up, winching when a sudden pain jolted through his arm, looking down he saw that his arm was bandaged up. It was very tight, giving off constant pressure, and being highly ichy. He started to scratch at it when he heard a voice up above him.
"Don't do that!"
Ragin looked up and saw a slender woman standing above him, with long red hair, and a smiling face, and her eyes twinkling with amusment and frustration, "If you fiddle with it, it might get infected, I didn't bring you here just for you to die on me."
Ragin understood that this woman had saved him and he was really grateful, "Thank you, you have done a lot for me, please tell me your name."
She smiled, "It's Malon, and your now on my ranch."
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