ext_965445: ({distant hills wear a shroud of grey})
http://nonomoribird.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] nonomoribird.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg 2011-08-08 05:41 pm (UTC)

Yorda blinked sleepily at the Master, rubbing her eyes before offering him the basket. "I brought you meat," she replied, smiling a little. The Master always seemed to be starving, something that worried the princess deeply - no matter how much food she brought him (always as much as she could carry), he was still so hungry afterward. Yorda simply did what she could to help, but her meager healing powers could only cure exhaustion and injury, not hunger. She was sorry she couldn't carry more food to him.

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