The Willow Glade -- page 4335
back to your old self.
You rub your eyes and say to yourself "Well I learned my lesson
on that one! I need to be more careful."
A breeze begins to blow in the direction of Eohm. The mist swirls, but
does not break. Strangely, the breeze does not move the willow tree
one bit.
Created by Anagram on Aug 31 2002
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