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Date Posted: 18:54:42 03/07/03 Fri
Author: Clio
Subject: {.T.he. F.ormer.}
In reply to: Freezing Death 's message, "Ice demon" on 18:33:57 03/07/03 Fri


{.I.n. D.edicatio.n. T.o. T.he. F.orme.r.}


Clio lie upon her side, concerntrating on her breathing, her opals seeing nothing but blurred shapes. Thoughts traced through the former's mind, as her eyes darted around at all fo the shapes, the warmth of bloodflow upon her neck...She thought of Kinz...Of Mischeif, Alanna...Of her father, who'd crrupted her mind and altered her vision of life. She'd become a deadly threat to all wolfdom just by her father's words...She remembered it al las it flashe dbefore her,:

The fight, the innocence of her brother watching on in terror, her mother gasping for air, pleading with her to let her live...her father, cheering on, telling her that she was right, that all things godo deserved to die. And for once in her dreadful life, full of death and agony, The former felt pity upon herself, a sorrow for what she'd done and hatred for she couldn't do and didn't do to change it. She'd been good: oh yes she'd sevred the good, but only as a tiny whelp did that speck of good survive. Blame it al lon her father, but damn it all on her...

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