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The Fallen
Submitted by Sylrond on June 14th, 2013
Too many times did he peer at them, the dead orcs that the wardens had yet to clear away. His obsidian eyes looked for similarities; the pointed ears, the scarred flesh and discoloration of their skin, the rippling muscles unnatural. The searching was almost a needy thing, a desire to find differences, to assure himself that name-calling or not, he was not of the same thing that lay before him with tree-elf arrows through its chest.
