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Doll lay in the inn bed, looking up at her bracelet,illuminated by the dim light and it’s three glowing beads, Doll felt it’s strong pull to the east.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n Doll let her arm rest beside her and stared at the ceiling, was this the right approach? Surely the only way to get to the man she was after was by following the bracelet. It would lead her into a few other battles first, but if she was to survive the competition the other warriors would die anyway, in the end it didn’t matter who killed who, a death is a death and Doll almost tricked herself into thinking she was helping the other warriors by keeping them from killing as many as she would.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n The truth was she hated it, but wasn’t going to change her mind, she just had to keep looking for a way to justify what she was going to do.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n –<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n The pull on the bracelet was too strong now, she couldn’t let herself sleep if a warrior was this close.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n Doll opened the curtains and looked out into the village with the green rooftops… there were too many people here, and she didn’t know how much collateral damage would be generated by her and her mystery opponent. Doll picked up her few things and jumped out the window.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n Walking through the streets to the fields beyond the town, the other warrior was definitely following her at the same pace as the pull was constant. They both intended to battle.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Doll lay in the inn bed, looking up at her bracelet,illuminated by the dim light and it’s three glowing beads, Doll felt it’s strong pull to the east. Doll let her arm rest beside her and stared at the ceiling, was this the right approach? Surely the only way to get to the man she […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-97","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/97","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=97"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/97\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":98,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/97\/revisions\/98"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=97"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=97"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=97"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}