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Subject: Where Am I?

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Ariel

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Date Posted: 14:51:48 01/23/03 Thu
In reply to: ..... 's message, "prisoner" on 13:30:46 01/23/03 Thu

Visions assaulted her in the silence after the voice left. Terror held her hostage.

Altrez was planning to find out what happened and resucue her, a young man begging him not to go.

The book keeper was rumaging around for new students to teach swordplay.

Flickers of images of Zion, whom she didn't know personally, being driven into by steel teeth, his blood oozing everwhere.

Visions of Ra, planning something she couldn't scry.

Zen, tending to those on Emerald Platue while she wasn't there, the Avatar's brow furrowed in worry.

Tyrsis and Wyrd, coming to a halt within the barrier of Neo Hogoromo and waiting for the priests approaching them to greet them. Someone in a purpley opal robe.

A small pond, glittering rusty colors over its surface and the occational flicker of light under the water's surface.

And Zenra herself, her hand placed near her throat on an arm holding her, in no way a lover's embrace, but one more close. Brother and Sister. Seraph's eyes cast down while he supported his goddess, his sister.

Nothing could she see here. Everything was black, and dark, and cold.

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Subject	Author	Date
trickle fade	Tyrsis	15:42:21 01/23/03 Thu
Golden Crackers -- Wyrd., 19:36:12 01/23/03 Thu Action and reaction -- Tyrsis, 21:46:07 01/23/03 Thu reaction -- ..., 21:52:33 01/23/03 Thu