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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 2988008" data-attributes="member: 40413">Hesitating, Ymris stands in the doorway and shrugs her cloak tighter around her body in a vain effort to keep the wind from chilling her bones.  The Green never seemed so cold, she thinks.  But then, our halls were filled with sisterly camaraderie.  And blazing hearths.  She wrinkles her nose at the stench and stares at a rag-clad man scrunched up against the wall of the alley outside the door and wonders if he is dead until he with deliberate slowness turns his head and stares at her with eyes deadened to feeling by a harsh life in the Labyrinth.Unnerved somewhat by the stare she shifts her gaze to the rumbling skies and sighs.  I'll be soaked to the bone today.  She shivers her dislike for the weather in general and this suburb in particular and draws her hood up to cover her head.  The Labyrinth.  Aptly named, she thinks.  But is there a beast that lives in its heart, like in the old child's story?  She hopes not.  Unaccountably a face she hasn't seen in what? 16 years? comes to mind: her smiling, beautiful, young Ari Kolarn.  Not so young, now.  If he still lives.Disquieted by her turn of thought she shivers again.  A flash of orange catches her eye and she turns in time to see Thom's tail disappearing down a hole, likely after one of the ubiquitous rats infesting this place.  "Good hunting, my friend," she murmurs.  Knowing Thom will find her again when he's ready she straightens her spine and closes the door firmly behind her.  Striding into the alley she tries to keep to the center as much as possible avoiding clusters of the ragged when she can.She walks quickly wanting to pass through the Labyrinth to the suburb on the other side.  The dark day and the residue from her dark dreams continues to infect her thoughts.  How many sisters stepped out into the city and never returned?  The image of the coin balanced on its edge comes to mind; the woman stripped of her flesh seeming to look coldly at her.  Shivering yet again, Ymris strides on...</blockquote>

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