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Subject: V.ines

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I.vy

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Date Posted: 23:13:56 01/18/05 Tue

Though the child possessed knowledge and understanding of life her purpose around the castle seemed to be amusing noblewomen with childishly uncharacteristic antics, and when she wasn�t being put to use as mere entertainment for the wealthy she pulled her share of weight in the kitchen and laundry room. Generally speaking she hadn�t much of a childhood; a fateful twist of tragic events had jolted her into the adult world and forced her to grow up over night. She was in essence a scholar looking through the bedazzled eyes of a child; in her short six years of life she had gained an overwhelming amount of knowledge about the world. In fact the only piece that seemed to be missing from her treasure of a mind was play. Since she had no playtime and only knew work and rest time one couldn�t expect her to behave normally.
The patter of tiny feet rushing down a cobbled hall could be heard in rooms with doors standing ajar as the young girl passed by. The threat of war loomed in the air and the dense atmosphere of fear and exhilaration had made itself known to all the inhabitants who chose to feel it. And this young child had so felt it, despite what her elders may think. She was currently on her way back to the kitchen where she was sure to find a screaming matriarch and many bustling servants, she was ready to receive the orders and duties that would need to be taken on to help the war run smoothly.
So the young, rather adorable, girl continued to hurry down hall after hall, unaware of whose room she may be passing or who she could be disturbing. Her youthful dark locks held a bounce of wave but were pushed strategically out of her face by a kerchief. Her clothes were of course made of scraps of fabric and mere rags but they suited her fine for now. She was far too young to pay any head to clothes and in a class where that was your last worry.

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Subject	Author	Date
Interset	Noah	11:44:55 01/19/05 Wed
\|.\|Rebel\|.\| -- Kat, 19:17:07 01/19/05 Wed Roxy+V.ines -- Raquel+I.vy, 20:33:16 01/19/05 Wed Life -- Noah, 12:10:29 01/20/05 Thu Roxy -- Raquel, 21:24:59 01/20/05 Thu