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Featuring Eilidh Summer, Year 766 of the New Age Blackwood, Outskirts of Widow's Hollow ~~~~~~ The still forest air was rushing past as she ploughed her slender body through the trees, catching and tugging her curtains of hair trailing behind. Her heartbeat seemed to stutter and echo around her body even more as her usually steady legs drew her closer to home once more. It has been too long – a whole other lifetime too long - and yet the feel of these dark woods felt like a dream she had woken from only minutes before. She wasn’t even consciously aware of where her weary hooves were taking her, just the constant thought of R