'Threeeeeewwwwwwww!!!'
The season was soon coming to an end, and the late Autumn breeze.... gently carried the brownish colored leaves into the air, as it spiralled them about playfully.
It was the magic of the hour!
The sun's golden rays, warmly peeked out through the somewhat golden colored trees.
Most of the trees were bald, as many of their leaves had been blown away by the season.
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It was 10 A.M, and 2 men on horseback could be seen making their way towards Baymard.
And as they rode, the cold crisp air blew past them..... and rustled up their hair, as well as left tiny leaves on them while they journeyed on.
Today, these men would begin their Rescue mission.
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'Gallop! Gallop!'
The men rode undeterred, and soon..... they saw Baymard's massive walls.
And Instantly.... their state of cautiousness, seemed to have multiplied to an enormous degree.
This was enemy territory after all.
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