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My name was Areonne. I was an Elf and lived in the Elvin land, Ellesmera; but one day, Ellesmera was attacked by a group of Orks and their captive. I soon fell madly in love with the captive, Errik, and together, we set out to find and kill the Orks who had captured him and murdered his mother. After five months, we found them. They fought against us; the battle was long and hard, but we fought ruthlessly. I had been trying to keep an ork off of my back, when suddenly, I heard a pained cry! I turned around to see my Errik, my love, lying on the ground, writhing in pain. This distraction had given the Ork I had been fighting the time to stab me through my left rib with the emerald hilted sword I had dropped. Knowing that Orks could not run fast and these savages had no bow and arrow to shoot; I shot an arrow through one's heart, grabbed Errik's hand, and fled.

The journey home was long and hard. The only thing that kept me going was seeing Errik's beautiful face and knowing that I could not stop or this amazing, beautiful human might be lost forever. Upon reaching the mountains near our forest, Errik spoke, " Rest now, love" he said, "Ellesmera is not far now."

My reply came in a weak voice that even I hardly recognized, “I love you. I have been watching you bleed for three days; you need me to carry you, you are in no condition to walk."

After I reached Ellesmera, and was sure that Errik was safe in the hands of the Elvin Healers, I collapsed from weakness and from all of the blood that I had lost. The Healers were never able to revive me. The last thing that I remember was seeing Errik's bright green eyes, framed by black hair, so full of tears looking down on me and a sharp pain in my rib.