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Abstract myths for the win?
I do not know what to make of you. First, you give me the form of a woman and then you bring me to this place. {She is obviously a proud creature, however there is uncertainty in her gaze.} I belong to the goddess Artemis. How you were able to capture me is beyond my comprehension. Yet I know she will come for me.
{The hind takes a seat, crossing her arms over her chest.}
I almost pity you. {And with that said, she turns her back to her mun and sets her sights on the horizon.}
{The hind takes a seat, crossing her arms over her chest.}
I almost pity you. {And with that said, she turns her back to her mun and sets her sights on the horizon.}
