| Subject: \|/Killing the Fire! I shall burn no more!\|/ |
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Fire Cry
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Date Posted: 14:36:45 02/06/04 Fri
In reply to:
Firelight
's message, ": : Mistress of Shadow : :" on 10:49:50 02/05/04 Thu
Each word she spoke cut him from the inside out. Stabbing, cutting, hacking away at what was left of his heart. His form, strong only a moment ago, now barely stood hunched and weak; his head drooping and tears spilling, gushing like rivers down his aging face. Blood stained hooves cracked. Black threads of his mane and tail were caught up in the wind and taken away. What was left turned gray. Any life that remained in his eyes faded away.
An aged stallion stood before the fae now. He could ask nothing of her now. He was beaten. Such shame filled him!
"As I feared." A broken voice mumbled, coming from the ancient steed. "As I feared. Red moons, why didn't I see it before? Why did I ever leave the Dark Gates?" Ashened depths search the sky for answers. Limbs buckled, dropping their load into the dust. "Curse the day I was ever born." Mourned the fallen. He knew it yet at the same time, didn't or wouldn't see it. "What have I done?"
"Did I not tell you, worthless worm?" Slithery voice whispers upon the wind.
"You did! You did!" Wailed the brute. "You did, Master." Gaze returns to his daughter as he still spoke to his 'Master'. "Spare them, Master. Fault is mine! I have fought too long! Let them be free of me! Let me take the place of another!"
"What elssse will you give meee?" Hissed Evil.
"I will give back the life you returned to me, Master! I will come into your service now instead of later! My family has suffered too much. Free them from me, for I curse them!" Sides heaved with labored breathing.
"Who shall be freed?"
Fire Cry son of Black Fire stared upon his lovely daughter, his jewel, the gem and image of his Beloved. There was only one he could possibly bring.; one that would serve the family better than he had. "Free the Shadowed Flames. Free the Shifter." Voice cracked with pain.
"Very well. You shall meet ussss at dawn." The Dark Master returned to his castle. Gloating, for the fae had played very well in his hands. Fire Cry had been a time bomb. It only took a touch to make him explode. Now.. if only he could make Katie, his future bride, crack. Then all would be perfect. Evil will have a mighty mount to ride upon and a Mistress for his own pleasure.
"At dawn." He whispered. His form healed and he no longer looked aged, except for his eyes. Nothing could pardon the pain he cause on his family. But perhaps another could help heal it. “Your brother is coming, sweetheart.” Attempted to smile his last. It faded. "Forgive me, my beloveds."
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