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Date Posted: 11:42:45 09/01/03 Mon
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Jadestar Iceblade
's message, "Trying some stories...." on 12:42:31 08/31/03 Sun
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The girl was shocked. Her mother had pushed a strange man in here and left immediately. That wasn't like her. Was she a traitor?
"Who are you?" she asked the man, glad that her voice was fairly steady.
The man seemed equally shocked. "I think the question is, who are you?"
That left the girl in a bad position. Maybe she wasn't in trouble. But then, if they knew she was here, petting a Gossaf, they already had enough to Remove her. It couldn't hurt to give her identity. "I am Mireth, Second Daughter to Ithla."
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Sh'lo was horrified by her statement. Third children were always supposed to be carried to term and then Removed. But obviously this child had survived- in hiding.
"And who are you?"
"Oh- I am Sh'lo, husband of Ithla."
The girl gasped. A look of pure delight came over her beautiful face. "Then you're my father. I always hoped you'd find me." She grinned.
Sh'lo suddenly remembered the Gossaf. "That animal! Won't it savage me, or you?" he backed against the wall. The closed wall.
"No. That's just a rumor spread by the Blackmen to keep people behaving. The 'savaged' people aren't savaged at all- they're Removed. Now, Tel here is a Messenger."
It was too much for Sh'lo. Finding his wife had a secret, finding the secret was a third child and a Gossaf, being locked in with them, and finding that Gossafi were good, all in one hour, overwhelmed him. Bright orange waves of pain exploded inside his skull. He staggered, fell against the wall, and moaned.
Mireth was distressed. She didn't know what to do. So she sat by her father, with a little space in between them, and thought.
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