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Post by Sorcha on Jul 2, 2008 15:17:27 GMT -5
Sorcha had left her native Ireland. The war had invaded her home county and she had left to find her father and brother. In Ireland no concrete information could be found as to wheather they had died on the battle feild or were still fighting somewhere else. But there were more than a few rumours that they had fled to the contiant. So now Sorcha was in a strange land, in a country that didn't speak her language looking for two men who might be dead; and if alive were probebly not there. As she cantered along under the trees she gripped her small dagger tightly.
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