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@Bats the Freedom Fighter Baby Sister, BLC, EDS, Friend of Scape and Thwapcat here are my lines, let me know if I need to change anything. I tried to get as many lines done in one recording so there would be a billion of these things for you to go through.

(Slasher's horn)

So a group of the youth group students in Wyoming got together this week and we are doing an outreach in the State Fair since we didn't do the whole 'go be missionaries and do outreaches across the state for two weeks' this year (we do it every other year it seems). And the outreaches will be this saturday. So a couple prayer requests.

• Spiritual warfare. This is the biggest one. Last year when we did the whole tour around the state thing, before every outreach, the worship team was exhausted and felt sick and overall because...well...God was up to something big and Satan wanted to stop us. So please pray against spiritual warfare. Its not going to be very much fun.

• The hearts of the people who come. pleeeeaaaaassseeee pray that those who come will have soft hearts to hear the gospel.

• Safety for the team. .so...at the state…

hrough the trees and dead vines, you finally see moonlight at the edge of the forest*

You all finally at the Docks. Dead vines are everwhere, and Sage turns to you all*

Sage: Captain Trotter should be here in about a week. In the meantime, all we have to do is wait. We'll get food, maybe tell stories or something. However, once trotter arrives, we must sail across the second sactum.

With that, Samuel starts a fire. Evelyn helps keep it going. Sage is being the lookout, possibly looking for something or someone, but you don't know which*

Thus, you begin waiting. Uneasiness is in the air, as its clear Sage is hiding something with how persistent Primordious is about it. Nevertheless though, for the sake of making progression, you decide to hold it*

Sage has explained that the second sanctum is a sea. You all recall the Fourth Trial,…

Part One:

      Aerwiar

Prologue 

……About 36 years ago on one particularly stormy day in The Shining Isle of Anniera, they were sitting in one of the many parlors of Castle Rysen, around the grand marble and  stone fireplace. Esben and Artham were near a cozy, golden oak rocking chair. In the rocking chair sat their grandmother, Madia Wingfeather.

  Esben, who was about six at the time, was jumping up and down on pillows that were scattered across the floor, pretending that the floor was in fact, smoldering lava. 

“Come on, Artham, play with me!” he said, as he threw a pillow at his brother's face.  

Something tells me I posted this before...apologies if so.

CHAPTER 10

Ariella frowned, darkly. She had no trust for this person, princess or no.

“What are you doing here?”

Lavinia started. She had no good answer, and Ariella noticed with disdain that her hand was still over Xanathar’s.

“You have flirted with strange ones before,” she continued, jerking her arm back, “but this has to be one of your stranger choices.”

I know my consistency has been terrible. For that I apologize

I still would like to do my book reviews, and those will come out more.

I wrote another chapter in Return of the Elves and will be posting that tonight.

WFS is...kinda iffy right now with writing but I should hopefully get some more out soon!

I finished the WFS s4 animatic, and there were flaws, but they...they were so beautiful at the same time!

But what other things could I post about? Is there anything else? Do you guys have any suggestions??