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Kaira took an arrow out of the quiver. she laid it on the bow and released the string. it flew gracefully toward its target. the stray doll got pierced right in the heart. She grinned. the people on the shooting track were disorriented by the unknown arrow suddenly beeing shot at there practice. the track itself was about thirty feet, though Kaira had shot from much further away, from one of the castle walls. a smile lay on her face. with a bow she was capable of doing much more then what was usual for any other human. though the price she had to pay was that her psychal strenght wasnt much developed.

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"i have told you a thousand times by now, get lost!" Caroline screamed at the Boy folowing her. he looked quite handsome, though she hated him. he only had a weird grin on his face. " Caroline... you say you dont want me around but you are mistaken." he said with a weird twist in his manner of speaking. Caroline frowned and pushed him away. " do you not have any brains? you and your stupid friends folowing me around all the time, calling me names. i am telling you one more time, just leave ma alone!" She turned around, her long brown hair sweeping over her shoulder. still, the guy followed.

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Xenia sat on one of the docks, her feet banging over the wood though they did not touch the water under it. from where she sat she could see ships come and go. with a small smile she looked everytime as another ship came in to the harbour. most people did not mind her sitting there, though sometimes one of the workers would tell her to get lost, and she would go, just to sit somewhere else. the gentle breeze of the water made her long silver-like hair move in the wind, even though it was bound in a tail.
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Shaira had a smile on her face as she walked back from the music center. it had been a great day. she was getting better and better at playing, both kinds. her fingers moved over her flute not only with speed, now also with elegance. and her theater playing was also improving. at certain times people had told her they really thought it was her, that they saw standing on the stage. Shaira smiled at the thought. maybe she would audition in a while.

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