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Author:
Louisa Kohler

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Date Posted: 19:10:00 09/20/04 Mon
In reply to: Ruse and Chey 's message, "~There are no Treasures~ (oopsy this one)" on 17:24:49 09/20/04 Mon

She whimpered slightly as the girl glared at her. She had let the past catch up to her, but obviously her situation was far different from his. Her past was painful but no where near deadly. The childish eyes looked again at the girl, wanting badly to see a mischivious smile or a show of teeth. It was all in vein, and to be expected. Shoving her hands in her pockets, she let the tears dissolve. Crying was useless, but it sure did act like a nice soothing creme. As he spoke a flash of anger seared across her face, she wanted to yell...but at who. It wasn't his fault that the wench had left, so instead she left that particular emotion locked away. You did a good job raising her alone...especially since you were so young. My aunt had had my cousin at 16 and it was a disaster She laughed at some of the rather funny memories, beaming away the fueled hatred and sudden waves of dispare. Kneeling over she plucked so flowers and began weaving them into a wraith, just as she had done as a small child. I'm sorry...really I am. I've been very intrusive and extremely nosey. Sorry She looked away, and sighed, wanting the conversation to turn happy.

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Subject	Author	Date
~i don't know about that~	Ruse	19:09:10 09/27/04 Mon