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Subject: Woven

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Wyrd.

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Date Posted: 12:39:00 07/23/02 Tue
In reply to: Miyutoo 's message, "done" on 10:59:05 07/23/02 Tue

He peered toward his mistress, his eyes flickering once from copper to crimson.

"By your command, my mistress."

Then he looked away from her and lowered his head, his eyes glowing a bluish white.

Rip. Tear. Shread. Tatter.

The sound of broken glass resonated from all corners of creation, a barrier breaking down in an onslaught of raw energy. Cracks formed on once perfect darkness, then shattered all together. Between shattered with nothing more than a thought.

Wind whipped around Wyrd, lashing through the tress and sending small cyclones of leaves in all directions from the creature. Again, the sound of shattering glass, and then a red furred, green eyed deer appeared, sprawled across the leafless ground. Then it struggled to its feet and lept away into trees in a bound of terror.

The Weave sung through the wind as the wind died down to a gentle breeze through the trees.

Wyrd raised his head, his eyes returning to the matching copper of his bond.

"It is done."

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