| Subject: Where I float for weeks. |
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Emi
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Date Posted: 09/10/04 7:58:43pm Fri
In reply to:
Dawnsfire
's message, "Work" on 09/10/04 7:28:06pm Fri
Emi sat alone.
She knew she shouldn't be here. She knew she shouldn't hide. But the dark emptiness that filled her consumed her and made her want to stay here forever. There was no place for her in -that- world. No Doragon, no family. It was so odd that her mother was there, but she didn't feel like her mother. Zenra was her mother, and yet she wasn't, and it made her homesick.
She was transparent, unknown to her, since it was wiped from her memory, her spirit was only just a whisper of itself, a pale, smoky shadow of what she had once been. Those chains had all but sucked her life away, and just a vague shadow of herself was all that was left. It was the last bit of consciousness she had left, and in itself, wasn't enough to keep a firm hold on consciousness.
There was a vague echo of her name that she heard, and he barely lifted her head from her paws. Her spirit had always been strong, like a dragon, but now, it was nothing more than a withered skeleton of that magnificent creature.
"....what."
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