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Subject: ~*~Hold me close.~*~


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Afailla +&+ Eflowne
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Date Posted: 06:35:05 12/08/02 Sun
In reply to: sarone 's message, "<b>I know, he doesn't.</b> indicates seth <b>want me to tell him?</b>" on 10:21:23 12/07/02 Sat

~*~For if you turn your back, I'm sure to never recover.~*~



She bows her head, a run-away tear squeezing from her eye and creeping down her face before she lifted it, impatiently brushing it away. Tears, to her, were a sign of weakness, something she could not afford. But the death of the Red had reminded her of the death of her father...NO! She shook her head violently, just the thought of what happened making her shake uncontrollably. She tried again, unsuccessfuly to think of something else. She continued shaking like a leaf as her legs gave out and she collapsed in the water, eyes closed, breathing shallow. She was utterly still, her chest gave only the slighted lift and fall with each ragged breath. The gold swims over, thinking she had tripped her. {Sorry Afailla. Are you okay? Afailla? Afailla?} By this time, her voice is becoming high-pitched, as she is getting no answer. She turns in desperation to the males, her voice by now very nearly a shriek. {WHAT HAPPENED TO AFAILLA???} The gold by now was also quivering, though not nearly so violently.

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gently lifts her into his armsseth16:58:47 12/09/02 Mon


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