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The Photographs
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�??You�??re up early, he says.�??
She walks in asking.
�??Are you okay? Where am I?�??
The Prince stands slightly taller than her.
�??I�??ll be fine, welcome to my castle Taserus. Let me introduce myself. Many call me the Ice Prince or the Dark one, but you may call me Lord Brendan�??.
She approaches him calmly and looks at his injury.
�??Just burns and scratches�?? he says.
She puts her hand on the leaf and her hand glows white. He looks at her and asks.
�??What are you doing?�?? He backs away.
�??I�??m healing you.�??
�??No, I�??ll be fine. Can you wait outside for me?�??
She walks out. He wraps his abdomen and legs with white tape and puts his light armor and belt on. He emits a gray glow and walks out with a limping leg. They walk together through the hallways.
�??So these frames on the wall, why are all the faces blurred away?�?? She points at the frames.
He glides his fingers down the paintings.
�??Let�??s just say I hated my past. I am grateful for many things but I despise the pain they gave. A pain that I can�??t ever leave, it haunts me everyday, every minute, every second.�??
She stops him
�??What's wrong? You still hurt?�??
�??All the time�?� where are you from? Where are you going to?�??
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