| Subject: *Flashbacks...* |
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Black Gold
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Date Posted: 10:11:20 03/28/03 Fri
*He stumbled, once, then cried out.* Memories of a time buried, long forgotten, resurfaced with each passing breath. He pushed then away, but they kept coming, haunting him... Why wouldn't they leave him be? Those days were gone. Memories. He could see her, see her dappled coat, see her mane floating, billowing in the wind. He tried to forget, forcing them, her memory, aside while focusing on his life, his life now. His harem, atleast ten mares strong...they were gone, gone from his life like a leaf in the wind. It was happening again, the memories of her leaving, the pain in her eyes, flashing before his eyes once again. As clear and as vivid as the day it happened. He remembered running, screaming in anguish, screaming, calling her name. What was it. Then the answer came to, as faint as if whispered by a breath of wind...Visioneer. They were coming in waves, now, the memories, like a scar no longer, but a bleeding wound. They stung and haunted him, tortured...and haunted him. One after the other. Faster and faster they came. He could here her, here her words, the words that invaded his dreams, stole rest from him. He was screaming and crying, salty droplets flooding his cheeks. Writhing in agony, the wound, once healed, locked away forever, was once again causing him indescribable pain."No..." The word came out a faint whisper. He was shaking...crying, fighting a losing battle with her memory, their memory.
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