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Date Posted: 21:29:43 12/07/03 Sun
Author: Cara
Subject: Beauty/Crazy
In reply to: Oriel 's message, "Joyful Joyful" on 16:37:10 11/21/03 Fri

Cara skips up to a clutch. In a light 1st soprano voice, she asks" May I be worthy of your highly coveted queen egg? I love queens, and you seem to be a first rate mother."
She turns so that the flit won't see the solitary tear that rolled down her cheek. She never had anything that understood her, and sent messages back. She had always adored queens, and wished for one of her own. Oh, She cries to the little queen, a sob catching at her mental voice, Would I be denied this chance to have a friend? Will you deny me happiness?
She was crying heavily now, because she had spent five Turns alone, and desparately needed a friend. She had no one to talk to exept her runner, canine, who cuddled at her feet, her watch-wher at home. She cried even harder at the thought of being denied a loyal friend. She tried to wipe her tears, but found that she, for all the Turns of being independant, could not control her tears. She sobbed heavily into a piece of white cloth, trying to muffle the sound. She did not wish to alarm the queen, she just couldn't control her tears. All the fears, worries, and loneliness of five Turns came tumblig out in a tumult of tears. A lump lodged itself in her throat, as she stifled her tears, though her eyes brimmed with more.

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