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Ten Years After

(Ten Years After)

**Scott's POV**

Red Candles were not my favorite things, no matter how sexual appealing it appears.

The room was filled heavily with the scent from the incensed candles, herbs I couldn't mention, and a silent muttered word now and then.

I was starting to lose my patience about the whole procession as it had been going on for hours.

The Shaman or whatever the council had called him was more spooky than anything I had ever seen.

His entire appearance brought a kind of atmosphere I was not so used to calling it chills, call it fear.

It was something I was not definitely used to, but at the same time something I couldn't avoid doing.

At the sound of silence filled the entire hall anticipating the words from the Shaman.

I wasn't one so keen on metaphysics, and so I had not looked forward to having the Shaman around my cottage.

The brief moment before the Shaman spoke was filled with silence. I could hear each one's heart as we all anticipated what he had to say, in
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