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Date Posted: 18:55:59 04/09/03 Wed
Author: Michelle Elizabeth
Author Host/IP: ppp052206.usmo.com / 209.248.52.206
Subject: .:~Truth revealed through Unspoken Words~:.

Fae sat in a low branch of her favorite tree. She could often be found there, playing with her silver light. Today she formed a true story. The characters came alive before her, along with the memories. First, there was her, hiding. Hiding behind a couch were her music box had rolled. She was fetching it while her parents sat upon the couch, watching tv. Her mortal father put his arm around the girl's faerie mother. Michelle stared at the silver character of her mother that she had formed. A single tear trailed down her face. She formed a door off to the side. Suddenly the door flew open, causing the silver character michelle and the real michelle to both jump. More tears came to her eyes as a dark form of a evil man entered the room. With a wave of her hand she froze the scene and stared for the longest time at the evil sorcerer. Even though he was in silver form the girl's light, she saw him in black from memory. HIs black hair flew to his shoulders and was pulled back with in a ponytail. A long black robe flowed about him. Sharp features reminded Michelle of a hawk with his hooked nose and sharp black eyes that held power and secrets. The girl shivered, unable to continued to scene from the past. She just rocked back and forth as she held herself; staring at the characters and whispered, Don't hurt my mommy Droiden... don't hurt her... don't hurt my mommy again... no Droiden... bad Droiden... nooo...

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