Subject: **..............or not** |
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Date Posted: 18:18:34 06/03/02 Mon
*follows a small stream below the over hanging branches of tall trees. She goes upstream, looking for the small waterfall that she knew of. No tears fall, nothing of feeling crosses her face. The rush of water reaches her ears, she listens. The waterfall is up ahead, she runs to it. Behind it is a small cove, dry and safe hidden from view. She lays down, hurt in her eyes. THoughts wander, from Merlin to Tex, from mother to father and siblings. Old things of the past that still hurt. Once burned, twice bitten. she cries, why had Rave left, after everything. Was it her? where did the hate, smoldering in his eyes come from? Now the tears pour, not for him but for Mer, poor Merlin. No one here knew him, but burns do not heal quickly. Her heart was scorched and charred. Thinks back to her death, then being an UNdead and being brought back. Everything happened too fast, too fast. It would be better to be dead, than to live. she thinks ruefully. She lets out her feelings, open and vunerable to the world but hidden in her cove. Once burned...... An accident, a lover, remorse. No one knew, no one at 'tal except for Merlin. She thinks of Rave, where did the hate come from? Thought reiterate, repeating over and over. A thought comes to her, jutting out- not falling into the smoothe pattern of sadness and sorrow.**
LIfe is hard, then you die.
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