| Subject: It's not all that bad. |
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Wyrd.
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Date Posted: 00:09:19 03/07/03 Fri
In reply to:
Tiani
's message, "Dance the Blades" on 22:55:06 03/06/03 Thu
The creature stirred, and moved toward two more laying down in the soil, a man and his dying female. Such ties these creatures shared with one another. It was not so unlike his bond with his mistress. Golden eyes laid upon rainbows. He knew these two. The male was ok, but the female needed tending to.
Golden eyes took a softer approach, an opaque glow of pale yellow. Mists swarmed around the two, a manipulation of emergy and air. While the creature called weird said nothing, it was seen from his actions he was fond of these...forgotten now. Two bonds of the same race. Chaos was suppose to hold diversity, and that was not it. He had a soft spot for them, and it wasn't supposed to be.
Energy mingled with the energy of not one, but of two goddess' on these two, that of the race, and that of the gift. They would both sleep now, and when day broke, they would wake together.
Next movement was toward the main attraction, the want and urge to devour and consume, stayed only by the counter actions of such an act. Too kill the goddess was to kill the race.
Wyrd stood over Zenra, who had now been covered with a light blanket and her head laid to rest on some pillows.
Golden eyes flickered crimson, and back to gold. Instead of following the urge, he instead breathed on this fledgling goddess, an act he only did to revive. He had done it once before, when Lashana had returned life to the falled guardians. It was not given lightly.
"Waken. And aid your champion."
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