Lelian seeked shelter under a tree that was within distance of the camp. Wanting nothing to do with the festivities that were going on inside. It all seemed so wrong to her, she couldn't control her anger, just so much pain, and they were celebrating? Bastards! The lot of them. She pulled her clothing tightly around her, its going to be a cold night. Her cheerful and uneventful life that will never be the same. She was losing herself in her rage, and there was nothing she could do to stop it