Tuesday, July 19, 2011
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With a sound akin to ripping cloth, the entrance flap to the tent flew open as Queen Lautra thrust it aside and stormed toward the seeing glass. She wore a bright corselet of golden scale armour, augmented with mail and greaves and a beautifully decorated helm-set with opals and precious gemstones-that held back her flowing black tresses. A red cape trimmed with white billowed from her shoulders; it reminded Liam of a looming storm front. In her left hand, Lautra wielded a naked sword. Her right hand was empty, but it appeared gloved in crimson, and after a moment, Liam realized that dripping blood coated her fingers and wrist.
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