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He looked back at her, and frowned slightly by her reaction. Zane forgot about it, though, and listened to her. That was the way he imagined the woods, but it wasn't a much common though within the villagers. "Sounds nice." told her, resting her head against the tree and closing his eyes. For a moment, he could see himself living on the woods. Not that part of the woods, actually as far away from that house of nutshells as possible, but still in the woods. As he had told her through his description, he enjoyed living in the village, but when he was younger, he used to dream with the woods a lot. But, of course, the son of a know blacksmith could never have that life. He sighed slightly and stayed silent.