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. He blinked and resisted the urge to rub his
eyes. It was magic. Real magic.
Then he heard the kender sniffle.
He looked at the little figure by the elf's side. Both of
the kender's hands were pressed to his face, covering his
eyes. The kender suddenly drew in a ragged breath and
began to cry.
The elf's arm dropped over the kender's shoulders.
"What's wrong?" he asked in confusion.
The kender leaned into the elf's chest as he wept, his
thin body shaking. Long minutes passed in the night as the
goblin watched.
"My mamma and daddy told me magic was beautiful,"
the kender sobbed. "They said they had never seen it
before, but they knew it was good. They wanted to see it so
badly but no one would show them. They told me that
humans weren't all bad, and maybe someday a human or an
elf would show us some magic if we were patient with
them. They didn't think humans would hurt them, but the
humans did. The humans hurt them, they hurt my mamma
and daddy a lot and I couldn't help them because I was too
scared and I hid, and when the humans were gone, I had to
bury them and say the goodbye prayers like they taught me.
I was too scared to help them, even when they were really
hurt bad
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