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Date Posted: 06:28:52 12/15/04 Wed
In reply to:
Secrets
's message, "[.SecretsAreSilent.]" on 12:21:32 12/09/04 Thu
-=[[ 'Why?' would have been the obvious question to ask here, but then, Wednesday could grasp the concept of hungering for power, couldn't it? All too well. The dense ripples of energy that poured, spiralled off and around the creature were a testament to that fact in itself. To conquer all would be a lovely thought, if one was ever in the right mind to want that sort of thing.. But then, why? One asks not for a reason, but for the logic to be found.
Wednesday lifted a brow inquisitively towards the lioness, and slid a lithe, spiderlike finger across her coat, more thoughtfully than anything.
"It makes one wonder at the intelligence of this Queen Alice, or, perhaps, as you said, she is insane. I am not familiar with the relationships between the dispositions in this land, but if they do not seem to die..well. One might assume that stealth would be the best action. Depose the ruling figurehead abrubtly, and force the masses to submit, or battle without their ruler. A smooth tactic, really."
It was the most that the creature had spoken yet, and one might notice, that as it's speech went on, it became noticably more elaborate, musical, warm and cold at the same time. It was a beautiful chorus, but alltogether disturbing to listen to. ]]=-
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