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Chapter 42

Loss for All, and some.
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The Sun shines, no longer as bright, as the Sunwarden has fallen. A dream is
but a part of hope, a little thing that anyone can and should have. Maes
dream was of a savage Thar-Eris, alas the Ancients did not see it that way
for how can one mortal dare. The Tree turned against Her, in turn becoming
stronger for removing an infected branch, or did it become weaker by limiting
the freedom to dream and desire?

Rage mixed with sorrow, anger, despair and fear of what Fate would reveal,
could be felt in the Virgin Wood and the Graveyard of Galadon. Blood was shed
throughout the Church of the Lost, no one was safe from the blessings of Her
Lord. No amount of vengeance would fix this, for there was nothing to be
mended.

Mae, alone, battered, and hated by most of Thera thought of a happy memory,
when Ergush found her in the Azreth Wood, in her youth, pain of Loss fresh,
but seeking to serve the Wilds. She smiled solemnly remembering when the
Ancient of Spirit granted her place amongst the Tree. A simpler time for
simple beings she thought to herself, as she headed north, tears of joy and
pain streaming down her face, to the Mountains of the Redhorn and beyond.

Blessed are the Lost