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Subject: A pain in his mind

Author:
Jesar

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Date Posted: 09:57:03 11/06/02 Wed
In reply to: .osiris. 's message, ".did I mention that I'll haunt you forever?." on 11:27:56 11/04/02 Mon

He flinches at the deafening shriek the silver dragoness erupts with. He watches her and feels the hatred burning in her soul, and he watched her with calm piercing yellow eyes. A small smile twitches on his face. The hatred was almost as comforting to him as his mother's love when he was first born. In an instant he wished he were a dragon, a strong lean coppery dragon, who could defend this beautiful dragoness from the black ghost. He involuntarily takes a step back. Angry dragons are known for splendid bar-be-ques.

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Pedro
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Date Posted: 11:03:15 11/06/02 Wed

=| Driven from his shadowy abode where he had been residing in haunted misery, silvery tears glaze his eyes as his sensitive ears catch the sound of his sister's hatred and pain... all in that scream.

Jaw clenched, he lopes as a wolf might to where the dragoness stands. And then, without asking, he wraps shielding arms around her shoulders. "Pyrrha, Pyrrha," he murmurs softly, soothingly. "What is wrong?" So rushed and so blinded by the dragonesses scream had he been, that he had failed to notice their father. |=