Days have past queitly. Except for a bit of bad luck for a demon who decied that Ice looked like a rip person for eating. Ice shook her head in recolection. He was kind of low power level not to have been able to sense my magic.She shook her head again as she made tea over the camp fire. Ice had knocked him unconscious him because he would not leave her alone.
Her tea was done and Ice sat quietly drinking. I wonder how long my luck will hold out. Ice wondered.She sat quietly listening to the peaceful quiet of the forest around her. The stars above were incredibly bright. The moon was full above in the inky blackness. It's bightness illuminating the darkness around her. Ice wondered what kind of creatures were about at this time of night.
The secluded silence with only the fire for company most people would feel loney but Ice only felt a small piece of peacefulness. That she has not felt since her master found her.
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