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Date Posted: 02:41:38 08/02/03 Sat
In reply to:
PennyOhare
's message, "No please keep going its getting interesting! I want to know if she will ever get out and and add... Dont stop! please go on I'm enjoying it. and if you have any time maybe you could read my story, my mother BreezeOhare is reading it right now! and Whiteye I love your story!" on 02:22:51 08/02/03 Sat
The female elf leaned on Ferriff’s brown and green clad shoulder and smiled, her gorgeous features gazing around the room. “Nice place, Miss Arion.” Idela’s bright, intelligent blue eyes met Arion’s and a sudden flash of understanding went through them. She said nothing, but her red, full lips smiled a little bit wider and she winked slowly at Arion. “Ferriff…” She looked at her fiancé and jerked her head towards the door. “Nala mii. {Girl talk}” He grinned and nodded, exiting grandly through her tall door, and through the window Idela saw him sit in an oak chair outside, leaning his blond head against her windowpane. Idela took Arion’s wrist and led her back to the bed. She sat, and the younger elf imitated her. “Arion, you love Ferriff, don’t you.” She said it as a statement, not a question, but Arion replied anyway. “Well, I love him as a friend, and he’s very handsome. He saved my life, you know.” Idela nodded and lied back on the bed, her black hair spreading back, contrasting with the blue cover. “But you also love him, don’t you?” Idela asked. Arion smiled, “Yes, I do. But you are his fiancé, and he deserves someone as kind and beautiful as you.” Idela also smiled, pleased at the compliments. She said nothing, but led her to a mirror. She placed Arion in front of it. “What to you see?” She asked. Arion blinked in confusion and replied, “I see myself.” Idela shook her head. “Describe yourself to me.” Arion shrugged and began. “I see a young elf with pointed ears, silver hair with black streaks, yellow green eyes, and a golden and green dress.” Idela shook her head again. “No, no, that will not do. Describe everything.” Arion sighed and began again. “High cheekbones, almond shaped eyes, but not Asian, long hair, reaches to mid back. Is that better?” Idela smiled this time. “Yes, that is better. Now then, are you not beautiful?” Arion shook her head. “No, not as you are.” Idela took Arion’s face in both of her slender hands. “Describe me.” Arion was thouroughly confused now, but she did as Idela asked her. “You have high cheekbones, almond shaped eyes, but also not Asian. Long hair, it reaches to your lower back.” A hand flew to her mouth again as her green eyes widened. She grabbed the older, smiling elf and held them both in front of the mirror. “Why…You l-look just l-like me! Not in hair color or eye color, but your facial structure…How?”
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