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Subject: Heh Author: Tiani [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 04/28/05 12:17:12pm Thu Tiani looked up for a moment, shaking her head as her children learned the hard way. The same thing had happened when she had tried Traveling. When you broke everything around you, space didn't like adding a tearing to that. Either Morph was going to have to show them a better way or she was going to have to teach them more about the shatterscape. Either one was too dangerous, nothing she wanted her children learning at such a young age. The perpetual teenager turned back to Yomi, arms still wrapped around her as the girl cried. Tiani wanted to. Perhaps that was another peice she had never seen disappearing. Too many of those turned up lately. They had buried her mother at dawn, only a few hours passed now. Johan and Yomi were distraught, Cyrus didn't know yet. Her father's strange visitor always seemed to muck around as though he didn't belong. He irritated her. Everything irritated her about this. The Weave didn't have a right to take her mother away. Fiery wings twitched once, spasmatic and unnoticed. Later, when they had all gone their seperate ways in mourning, she would make her own mark. Find her own way of honoring Lashana's memory. For now, she had others to care for. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]