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[ant_carraway]

....turned to lay his head sideways on the pillow and tried to get some much needed sleep....

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Anthony's eyes were wide when he opened them, he was no longer in the hospital wing, and instead saw only darkness, when he found himself falling, he tried to scream, but no words came. He realized he was now dressed in knights armour, a sword in his

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[sabby_holloway]

Sabrina's form did not appear until after the white light had disappeared. Instead of the boy hitting the floor he hung in animation above the scene before him. He seemed invisible to the world below him.

Clothed in a pale blue dresh of crushed velvet, Sabrina's form was richly decorated. She stood surround by a bunch of older, grimey men. Their leader sat on the back of what seemed to be a Pegasus.

"Come 'ere little girl" the leader cried out, clearly aged somewhere in his thirties. Sabrina stood her ground arms crossed and then there was a loud howl heard from the nearby woods.

[ant_carraway]

Anthony felt his rage build, "SABRINA!" He shouted out, fear vanishing as what ever held him let him go, he landed on one knee then brandished his sword breathing hard, "leave her alone..." he said feircely, even for Anthony, protectively. Hearing the howl, found the men more of a threat.

"Or you'll mess with me..." he said.

[sabby_holloway]

The men cackled around them. What could they do, they were merely children no older than sixteen. The sky suddenly was over come by darkness, the horses surrounding the pair uneasy, rearing back and neighing.

The leader tried to get his horse under control, but it was to no avail. "She's no Princess!" he said pointing a finger threateningly in her direction. "She's a witch, a bloody witch!" he practically shrieked. And with that statement the soilders around them melted down into the form of wolves and the leader himself vanished, leaving only his horse behind. All this time Sabrina stayed motionless, as if not registering what was going on around them.

[ant_carraway]

Anthony frowned slightly at the sight before him, before dropping the sword and turning to Sabrina, walking close, surely she would recognize him, it was her knight, her friend...they spoke barely an hour ago...

"Sabrina...Princess?" he said laughing to himself at the fact he'd called her Princess. He smiled slightly, "don't you remember me?" he asked sadly.