A Crone leading a Swarm
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**"Dis bed'as grown ulda… it bears no firie but culda.
A new plasa to sleep, ma dears... we shall finda. Do nuts drop dem tears.":::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
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_The crooked crone that once amused some and disgusted many is now seen waddling slowly through the road that leads far away from Arabel.The swarms that were once kept by her are seen following her steps forming a dark cloud far in the sky, right above the old gnome.
"To where she goes?" some might ask, but most will not question, being relieved to be free from her annoying "pretties".
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:: retiring her for now ::