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THE VIRIDIAN VOICE

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Steps sounded throughout the forest as an elf walked his path. It had been quite sometime since he'd last known civilization, the elf becoming reserved as the years passed. He always wondered how his kin were doing, and often thought about the times his father, mother, and grandfather led the elves. He did not have an answer to these thoughts, but he came across another lone wanderer who told him of the change. Just as the seasons change, so do the people at the top. Torok Atraedes wished the knew leader, whomever she was, blessings for the future and the problems and the successes that may come. 

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The Grand Retiree squints as he rests within his retirement home and reads the news. "Oh fock look at Mavis go! Go on  ye lass!"

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