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Date Posted: 21:58:18 12/05/99 Sun
Author: Belamore
Subject: Keecadoran/Shane/Bludart


Keecadoran's horse slowed to a steady walk stopping in front of the
giant crucifix with a full color statue of Jesus. His eyes were closed
beneath the bloody crown of thorns. Her eyes, the lime green one,
twitching uncontrollably, were fixed hard on the cross.

Awakened from his stolen nap in the confessional Father Bludart emerged
foggily and blustering to be confronted by Keecadoran climbing down from
a rather large steed. Her breathing, dangerously labored, she brought
the boy behind the altar to a small table beneath the statue, never
taking her eyes away from Christ. She lay the boy down.

"My dear woman, what on earth...a horse...See here-"

"The church must protect this boy," she said, forcing her eyes away
from the cross at great effort. "His life and soul are in danger." One
knee buckled and she tilted, trembling to stay standing. She turned to
the boy. Holding both palms, shaking violently over the length of his
body she fell to both knees, breathing hard. A blue mist encased Shane
from head to foot. She stood, pulling herself up by the priests robes
and her eye, now yellow and flickering tried to ffooccuuss on the hoary
haired bright red-faced man. "No demon or evil spirit can enter this
house of your God." She lay her head on his shoulder and hissed in his
ear, wheezing in short pants..."Any human who...tries to...breach this
mist with DIE!" She pushed at the father and groped to the horse..."The
boy is frozen in time. He needs no care." She staggered down the aisle
using the pews for support.

"I know you!" Bludart yelled after her. "What sorcery have you...this
is blasphe--"

Keecadoran was outside and the huge doors closed out father Bludart.
The priest looked through the mist but did not touch it. He looked up
at the statue and bumped back against the alter and made the sign of the
cross and began praying to the open eyes of Christ looking down on the
boy.

Keecadoran gathered all of her strength into a slow dancing whirl to
conjure the crow form, but conjured a rabid raven instead with one pale
yellowish runny eye. She took to flight but could only gain a few feet
off the ground. Through the village, along the road she flew and into
the forest following the road and crashed into Belamore's hard wooded
back. Her powers deadly weakened, her mind amuck she lashed out as a
rabid panther...

..........Continued

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