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Subject: .-. Speaks .-.

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Tarquin

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Date Posted: 20:00:30 10/28/02 Mon
In reply to: Wytch 's message, ".hatred. *anyone, everyone, whomever*" on 15:22:40 10/19/02 Sat

It would have been rude to run after being addressed, and so he turned to the ebon' one solemnly. "Doing as well as possible, B&C; Isis is back." Shrugging muscular shoulders, as if in answer to an inaudible question, he stiffled a soft sigh. "I don't want to be selfish, B&C, but... I wish Isis hadn't gone when she had." He halted his words before they could go further; already shame rolled upon him like a salty wave. The reaction of taking the adult into his confidence was instinctive - something that needed to be suppressed hastily.

(*Grins* Think of it... all of Isis's, B&C's, Vaspyra's, Ramoth's, and Raistlin's children making the new generation. What a bunch of screwballs they shall be!)

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Author: B&C [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:01:52 10/30/02 Wed [She nodded softly, a small smile given to him in comfort. And she tried to express herself to let him know that she knew. That she understood] I know dear. None of us wish she had gone, some more than others. But there is nothing we could have done.. And it was no one's fault. [She raised a brow at the youngster, hoping he understood]