| VIII. "I was stupid, but I was fast. Everyone was hounding me, shouting, screaming. Calling for the guards. I just raced down the streets. I didn't think about what I'd done, about the girl, or about the thing burning like fire in my hand. All that mattered was getting away, so I ran and ran. Across the roads. Down the alleys. Then over the fields, into the forest. I must've run four miles before I collapsed under that tree and just sat there, panting. Staring at that beautiful purple amethyst." -- Tibbon, 'Tales of Red Heroes'
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