For once my brothers, I have decided to leave my home into the frigid air. After departing from my small home, I passed by a few of your kin, noticing that they were unafraid (Probably because of my relatively short stature.). As I plunged deeper and deeper into the depths of this particular town, I was driven into larger crowds. Immediately, I decided head home after the groups grew large around me.
This morning I've awakened with a throbbing, dry throat, along with clogged sinuses. It has grown incrementally worse as the day passed on. Oh my brothers, what is the cure for such illnesses? I do not wish to leave my territory once more to a clinic of some sort.
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I am sorry my brother. The illness has no cure. You will recover or you won't.