he figure in white looked at a man lying on
the ground, covered in the same red liquid as Rauthgar,
staining his brown, leather jerkin. He shook his head in
sadness. A man with long black hair, and a black goatee
wearing a red robe came from the crowd. He held his hand
over the man's eyes and closed them. 'It
was his time.' he said. 'He was to be
the first Death.'
n old
hunchbacked man that Galan recognized came out, swirled
around the body and left as suddenly as he appeared. When
Galan looked back, the body was gone.
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The man with
the goatee then turned to Rauthgar. 'Your
time, my friend, is long in coming.' He stroked
Rauthgar's head, and the lady that saved Rauthgar before
appeared. She looked at the man.
'Go ahead,' he said.
The lady bent down and put her hand on Rauthgar's
shoulder. Once again a blue light emanated from her hand,
and became so bright that Galan had to turn away.
s before, when
Galan turned back, Rauthgar was jumping up and down, no
sign of the red liquid anywhere. Galan was very happy and
hugged Rauthgar. When Galan turned to thank everyone,
there was no one there.
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