| Subject: song of healing |
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Immarra
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Date Posted: 10:49:12 09/26/02 Thu
The two winged ones knelt next to her and Kemanoral, each resting one hand lightly upon his head. The slash down her back throbbed angrily in time to her pulse. She ignored it as best she could, but the dizziness she had been fighting was becoming overwhelming. The song that flowed from her lips changed only in tempo, the candence of the words flowing like the blood being pumped from her heart. She prayed that these two could do what they were attempting to, aside from her grandparents she had no other relatives. Her father had vanished several years ago, and that was who she had been searching for, a reason to justify her wanderlust. Blinking away the tears that had made everything blurry she shook her head to try and gain some semblance of attention to what the Forgottens were doing. The shard slid from Keman's chest, the magic it had been imbued with causing it to pulse with a sinister light. Vaguely she wondered if the light was akin to poison, something that could kill even after the shard had been removed. Turning to say just that she slumped forward, the wound along her back, the loss of blood and her own weariness from using her gift to block at least some of the pain Keman was in, took it's toll. Her eyes rolled back and darkness slid in front of her and pulled her within it's silken depths. Pain was left behind and memory of the events pushed away for the time being.
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