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Subject: .i'll wait until the time will come.

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.osiris.

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Date Posted: 11:27:38 11/09/02 Sat
In reply to: .osiris. 's message, ".did I mention that I'll haunt you forever?." on 11:27:56 11/04/02 Mon

he had made himself die so many years ago: it was from grief that he did not have the power to learn to love his children as he did himself, and it was betrayal, with Isis. It was love, however, with Vaspyra, and it was friendship with others that knew him well. He died in well causes and some mourned, just some. It was reconciled a fact that Osiris was not brave, was not courageous, and didn't deserve to come back to life. A hybrid of shadow, brother of Raistlin, brother of Ramoth, friend of Isis, lover of Vaspyra, father of the three P's, Oblation and Talon, Serapith, and those of Isis's clutch. What was he to live again, having abandoned all the once cared about him? It was then that he realized his blunder, and turned to Pedro. He had no rage in death, more or less, he had no joy either. "Ah, Pedro, and you...Pyrrah, you've come to see me in death and scorn?" The cerulean globes that oscillate within Osiris's keen eyes flicker back and forth, sliding over the figures that seemed to have noticed him. "Famina...of course I remember you. How do you fair?" ...to the Gaia, "i can only speak what I feel...and I must admit, I have a hard time with that," he now stood idly, clutching his only last remnant that brought him back to this world, B&C, "death is nothing more than a world of impossibitilies. but, I must admit, it proves worthy enough to let me see those who I have missed." he offers her a wink of salvation before adressing the two hatchlings, "Isadora...how are you? And yes, Jesar, Vaspyra is very beautiful." He offers his hand in friendship to each, pausing only to offer glinted eyes toward his hatchlings...and the sad thing in this. they say in death, you cannot cry.

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Pyrrha
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Date Posted: 15:09:29 11/09/02 Sat

{: The silver dracling's rage overflows at her so-called father's idiocy, but her voice sounds cool and calm... which is far, far worse. "You traitor. You abandoned us, and you have no right to know how Isadora is doing. You abandoned her far before you abandoned any of us." There is pure anger, hatred, and most of all pain in her scarred little eyes. "We are all the products of your selfishness. You wanted hatchlings, you got them. And then ignored them. Half the time, we could have been dead and you damn well would not have noticed, and probably wouldn't have cared. You're useless. You're a waste of space. And above all..." She meets his eyes, and it is clear how much agony and malice are in hers; anger and malice caused by pain, loneliness, and above all abandonment.

"You're no father of mine."