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Jan 27 2018, 04:44 AM
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This Underworld place didn't seem as bad as she would've thought. It seemed to have changed in the years, and, it now looked strangely like an odd town as opposed to a darker type of place.<br>
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Not that she remembered what it looked like.<Br>
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Amanda knew that it had been that long, but, strangely she liked the new look. It felt more welcoming, even if they were all dead in the end. Amanda didn't mind, she just had her habits and the things that she liked.<br>
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Giving a soft smile, Amanda had settled herself into a relatively normal life here. She was settled into a job with the stables, at least she was able to still be around horses, despite the fact that she had died.<Br>
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Amanda had decided to take them out for a ride, since even dead horses needed exercise right? Amanda didn't mind either way, she would be glad to just be around the horses for as long as she could. They made her happy, and, that was something that was needed her right?<br>
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She was on her way to take the horses out, when she noticed someone coming the other direction. "Sorry" Amanda said, before looking up at them.
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Jan 27 2018, 03:46 AM
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Amanda had never really thought that she would have this. A real family again. She had lost her family at 17, thanks to her jerk of a step-father kicking her out, just because he had snapped and stood up to him. But, she had always felt bad that she had never gone back to get her brother and mother.<br>
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And, then it had been too late.<br>
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But, then she had met Hank and suddenly she felt like maybe she had a second chance. Even more so, once her daughter was born. This was her true second chance, and, she had the happiness that she had always wanted, and, had missed out on.<Br>
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Amanda smiled as she thought about the whole thing for a moment. It all felt too real, and, it was something that she was hoping she was never going to wake up from. If it was a dream. She loved the family she had going.<Br>
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She just hoped that one day, she would be able to make it completed.<br>
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Amanda had woken up early as usual, since she didn't normally sleep in all that much anymore, and, hadn't for the longest amount of time. So, she found herself just going out to the stables, and, spending some time with the horses, while she waited for her family to wake up.
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Dec 1 2017, 05:15 PM
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It was all worth it, if it meant she got to continue to be in the lives of her daughter and husband. Amanda knew that her and Hank had a bit to work through, but, being able to be within visual distance of them, and, even be around them was a good enough start for her.
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Amanda knew that she had the later shift tonight, which she was ok with. She at least knew how to deal with them, since Camelot had seen her working in the Tavern a lot at night. It was when people came out the most. And were more bitter when you cut them off too.
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She was cleaning some of the glasses behind the bar, when she heard the door open, and, saw a girl with blonde hair entering the bar. She seemed nice enough, but, after Arthur she knew never to judge a book by it's cover.
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Amanda leant against the bar, just watching them for a moment, knowing that she would mind her business until they ordered something. As long as they weren't doing anything wrong of course.
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Dec 1 2017, 03:37 PM
Amanda didn't know how long she had been down here, but, her work in the stables had definitely been worth the time down here. She had decided to take some of the horses for a ride, a chance to get away for a little bit.

Besides the horses and all that reminded her of not only her daughter, but, the family that she couldn't save. She had spent all of her bonding time with her mother by riding horses, and, she had even taught her brother how to ride. Since their step-father was in their lives by then, and, she wanted to give him a chance to escape on his own too.

Horses are faster then feet anyway.

Amanda had saddled up the horse, and, climbed on, before beginning to just ride it out of the stables and along the roads of this place. She decided to head to the Forest. There was more room that way and the horse could get exercised alot more. They could both get the needed space they required for now.

For some reason Amanda was always to clear her head while riding, it was the freedom and the fact that she was focusing on making sure the horse was ok and doing what she needed it too.

But, this particular day, Amanda found her thoughts flashing back to the last time she was in Camelot. Arthur and his men while she was on a ride. That thought caused her to lose control of the horse, and, she found herself being knocked off, falling to the ground on her butt.

Oct 5 2017, 06:20 AM
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<div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; line-height: 110%;">Amanda didn't know what exactly had happened, but, this place was definitely not Camelot, and, it certainly wasn't anything like she had seen before. It seemed that there were alot of people down here, but, they all seemed to be out of place here. Something that she wasn't sure she was completely not herself.<br>
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She was still wearing the clothes that she had been wearing when that King Arthur had killed her, and, something told her the clothes from Camelot, wouldn't exactly be as common in a place like this, but, she didn't have anything else.<br>
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At least that had been how she had been when she had first arrived here. It had been a while, how long exactly she wasn't sure. But, the place had changed in looks, but, heck she didn't mind, it was more cozy in this kind of setting, as opposed to the old look.<br>
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Amanda had managed to get a job here at the stables, allowing herself to be surrounded by the one thing she loved, and, the thing that connected not only her and her daughter, but, also her and her mother.<br>
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She had managed to make at least one new friend down here. Someone who had said their name was Graham, and, he seemed like a nice guy, even if he did seem to be as lost as the rest of them. Heck, the man had even given her his jacket. Amanda felt bad for him though. Stuck in a place where he obviously didn't belong.<Br>
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Amanda found herself so lost in thought that she didn't notice anyone else coming in, and, she just continued to brush the horses as her thoughts escaped her for a moment.
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