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Date Posted: 16:35:10 09/15/02 Sun
Author: Briar
Subject: Flinches...
In reply to: lily 's message, "»- -forgive me." on 11:58:56 09/15/02 Sun

The cold iron felt like ice against his skin. He would have shivered had he not had concern for his life.

Suddenly, in his mind, he was far away, in the dark, everything a blur. There were screams and a firey eye, and the smoke choked him. No, please, please, let me go, don't- he cried out silently. Then a voice toggled him back.

Street instinct told him to twist away and run for it. The Briar whom was Lily's friend said stay, stay. But he couldn't think straight; not with the screaming still ringing in his ears. He had to get away, couldn't-
His knives fell to the cobbles with a clatter and his eyes were very green and normal, no question now. He started to shake uncontrolably, fighting it, fighting everything; the tears, the demon, his friends, the insane fear, everything. Still the shakes came harder. He twisted away, the blade only drawing a nip of blood, and brought an arm across his face. "No, get-get away, don't come near me!" he said, having broken away. He stumbled backward, bumping the fountain. He knew he sounded mad, plume crazy, but he didn't want them by him...

((OCC-Tum dee dum...Briar needs a Psyciotrist *sp?*...Oh well, always knew he'd snap. *Recieves a kick in the shins from a little char* Ok, I take it back, he's not crazy or insane. I'm working on the dream thing, and yes, it is Lord of the Ring-ish I admit. Oh well...))

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