The current battered and smashed poor Fred. Back and forth he went, under the water, holding his breath...seeing the blackness overwhelm him. Suddenly cool cold air! Fred was flying through the air and he took massive gulps and wondered how he would land. Sir Fred awoke with a mouthful of wet sand and water raining down on him and swirling around his legs. He lay on the short strand surrounding a deep pool groined out by the power of the rushing waters from above. Soon enough, with his strength returned, Fred stood. A knight had no choice but to pursue his quest. No matter the physical pain, the strange dreams that came with the time near death or great peril... No matter the lonely time that stretched on until quest's end.
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