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This one is 100 words.
Transportation
Procuring sailcloth proved the greatest difficulty. A healer broomed them from the Halls when she caught them pillaging the linen cupboards.
"Perhaps a cart." The younger scuffed his shoe against the pearl-white balustrade.
"Nonsense." The eldest strode on jauntily. The rearmost of his tunic bore an exuberant blotch of dust. "You are too easily whipped."
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The Lady Beruthiel, austere in wefts of gold and regal burgundy, a pristine tabby embroidered upon her skirted knees, turned over once and like some winged bottom-feeder undulated down Anduin and onward towards the Sea.
"A cart," muttered the drenched first-mate.
"Silence!" snapped the captain.