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Subject: We are all...

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Wyrd

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Date Posted: 16:54:17 05/18/02 Sat
In reply to: Immarra 's message, "Through the woods" on 10:20:31 05/18/02 Sat

Near ruby eyes wandered the trees, silent, more deadly than any vampire could be. Yes, they were fast, but they could die, by silver, by light. He, the other way, could not. There was nothing to be drawn from wounds, there were no emotions to seep from him, and there was no soul to leech away. And he had powers they did not, and he truely did not know the true extent of them. Those would surface through the various lifes he would peers through.

To simply be. A true Paradox.

His voice echoed, like many layers places atop the other. He knew the world through the essence of the bear, and saw the world through the eyes of the rest. They were not part of him, but he was part of them, in pieces and shards.

"Valenthe has a new...'friend.'"

He referred to Immarra, sensing the bard following the girl.

A lone cricket chirped, only once, breaking the silence of the forest for a second, then fell silent.

Then everything returned to as it was. The chorus of birds resumed, the chittering of squirrels and the buzz of insects.

Life returned.

And the Wyrd was spreading.

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