Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-28358106-20161210035900

Having constantly expended magic for almost twenty four hours, fighting, healing, and struggling has finally started to catch up to me. As I tend to the injured, my fatigue begins to lift. I see the greenery and life springing up everywhere. It gives me the second wind I've needed. I feel my strength returning. The line of an Elven poem comes to mind...

"May we meet in green fields, when homeward the sparrow flies..."