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Time does not make her wiser, and her strength in this conflict remains the same. As a warrior on the edge of battle she has fear of the future and wonders just how many more delays await before she finds the steady path she seeks. Until that point in time, she is here of her own accord. Knowing or not, this is the path she has led herself down. Such she accepts as the will of nature though not of herself, and her heart trembles in the shadow of its strength. She knows her prey, one she has stalked before, toying with until the final draw when the full breadth of her actions is realized. Always sensitive, always fresh, always smooth and virgin to its touch. Not knowing the victor of this match, she passes by the violent arena and continues down her way. This world is young yet and contains in its depths much energy to be awakened and expended; the battlefield constantly renews its carapace to a sheen of tranquil luminosity. It is her mind that becomes hardened and stolid.