The night covered upon whole the place. Three lights emerged out from the forest. Amelinda then Heracles and Gwen walked toward the trunk laid in front of their tent and sat down as they reached on it. Some firewood was still there. They stacked a pile of firewood and the fired it. Heracles, Gwen and Amelinda kept staying by the fire, took out some bread and milk to eat. It was very simple because they had no time to prepare. Quickly they finished their dinner and stayed still by the fire talking until it turned much dewy and cold they made their way turn in the tent. The fire outside lived a short time then turned off. There were three shadows of Heracles, Gwen and Amelinda laid on the tent; they still didn’t sleep, were sitting conversing. Amelinda’s scepter was still stood at the corner of the tent lighting whole the place. “It’s the second days we are here. I guess people found out we are not in home. They must worry about us much.” said Gwen. “They will turned much more worried if
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