Marik looked around him and wished he knew where he was. It seemed like a lifetime hace that he'd left the tomb, o rather ran away and got just about killed and left for dead por some bandits. Just where was he? There was a young girl sitting siguiente to the makeshift cama that he was on, o rather sleeping alongside the makeshift bed, she was so pretty, she had long blond hair that sat just below her shoulders and very long lashes. Her glasses were on the mesa, tabla siguiente to the bed. She was slender, and was covered por a blanket that had a horse pattern on it.
A man entered and dropped his tray in surprise....
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