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"A Fervent Desire" by fallingdaybreak
The sky had started to darken over the Meridell countryside, a clear signal that the day was coming to an end soon.
Campfires for weary travellers were not uncommon throughout the land. Whether it was a resting point for someone on their way to Brightvale or even to the further away Faerieland, Hilda had never felt uncomfortable sharing a fire with strangers from lands far beyond.
At this particular campsite, Hilda found herself surrounded by quite the motley group - on the rightmost log sat a green quiggle with a large backpack. If she had to guess, he was probably out to travel Neopia and all of its vast worlds. At the leftmost log sat a shadow buzz and a brown eyrie, and judging from the swords that hung at their sides, Hilda guessed they were mercenaries.
But of the travellers that sat before the fire, one stranger in particular stood out...
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