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Zenra
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Date Posted: 15:39:13 04/23/02 Tue
Silver eyes gazed at the image of Ceallac before her, contrasting greatly with the innate beauty and irridecent colors of this place.
She already knew Ceallac was dead, she'd felt it. Even so, a hand placed on her shoulder, a hand she knew, to a person she depended on, now more than ever. Seraph's hand. She had pleaded for him, not to be sent away for his punishment for falling into the temptation of the black wind, but to instead serve her as his atonement. As her adivsor, and her own voice. Her own personal angel.
She placed her hand on top of his, not even turning her head to look at him as he asked his question.
"What are you planning on doing?"
She stared as the image vanished, having delievered its message.
"I need to stay here." She turned her head to look at him, silvery turquoise meeting emerald. "I can't go and run after every little thing, I know my duty now, and I'm no good as a goddess if I'm dead."
He gave her shoulder a squeeze and let go.
"Good, I didn't want to have to talk you out of going back down. You've got to focus on the needs of the many, they far outway the needs of the few, or the one. As regretable as that may be, it's the truth."
"I know."
She didn't like to admit it, but he was right. The needs of the many far out wieghed her own personal feelings.
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