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Subject: Captured Author: Aralias [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 18:26:23 08/01/02 Thu Cursing under his breath Aralias glared down at his lower legs. "Let me go! Obnoxious excuse for vegetation." The plants remained firmly attached to his breeches. More profanities escaped his lips. Bending down he tore the greenery from the soil and finally from his garments. Flinging the lifeless green bodies from him he contemplated incinerating them but decided against it. Setting the forest on fire was not really an effective use of his power and no matter how much better he might feel it would not accomplish anything in the end. He contented himself with an evil look in the direction of the pathetic bundle. Something brushed past a pile of dry leaves. Keeping his body motionless Aralias scanned the forest floor for signs of movement. Someone had observed his conversation with Faeirex. I hate you. His eyes threatened to grow moist but stubbornly he ignored them. Why should it matter this time? It's been said before. One day he would accept this verdict but not today. No, not yet. His gaze focused on the small form of a woman. She obviously realised she'd been spotted because she turned and removed her hood allowing him to observe that she was not a woman at all; she was a faery. The logical part of his mind rebelled Fae destroyed their race millenia ago. As illogical as it was, however, he had to accept what his own eyes told him: the girl standing before him was a faery. A very young faery. A very young faery who was doing her uttmost to charm him. Hoping that no creeper still clung to his ankles he led Elemmiire over to where she stood cloaked in fear's mantle. He felt the wave of good feeling wash over him ineffectially and smiled down at the girl. Gracefully he took her hand and raised it to his mouth before lightly kissing it. Her skin smelled of rosemary and almost in spite of knowing it was all an act he felt himself drawn to her. She was good, he would have to give her that. Unfortunately she was practicing an art he had perfected himself long ago. "Caught you my lady? No I think I am the one caught, for you have captured my heart." [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]