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Kaleadora / Jeffrey / Gwenneveire
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Date Posted: 18:33:27 09/24/02 Tue
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Alexis and Monet
's message, "Re: It All Comes Together" on 09:02:22 09/21/02 Sat
Kaleadora glanced up at her sister. ::The poor humans!:: she said quietly. ::They look so scared... I suppose we're not helping, are we?:: She smiled sadly, tilting her head and peering across the river at the humans. ::They're as scared of us as they are of the Cheysuli.:: She reached out tentatively to the boy's mind, hoping to at least send him some courage, but was surprised to find a solid mental block there. She pryed slightly, but the shield was airtight. ::Feel his mind!:: she whispered, astonished, to Nashota. ::No wonder they have to capture him.::
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Jeff's breathing was quick and heavy as he moved slightly to shield Alexis from the circling Cheysuli. "I... I think that those," he said tremblingly, pointing across the river, "are Jellicles. Demon beasts. But right now I'm more worried about the Cheysuli... I think they're stalking us." He gulped. "Come on, Alexis, we've got to get out of here." Without hesitation, Jeff turned around and scooped Alexis into his arms, holding her tightly. He immediately started sprinting away from the river, away from the demons that stared from beneath shaggy brows with sharp, bright eyes, away from the circling Cheysuli. He ran with the picture in his mind of his own town, the thick, strong walls, the guards with their arrows and spears, ready to protect them. He ran as fast as he could, dodging in and out between the trees and bushes, trying hard not to jar the moon-bright young woman in his arms.
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Gwenneveire opened her eyes wearily. The world wavered in her sight, in and out of focus, and Monet's comforting purr seemed miles away. Suddenly, though, the purr halted, and Gwenneth's swimming mind jumped more into focus. Something was happening; she could sense Monet's mindlink hovering above her, and then he quickly moved to the entrance of the cave.
Cave? she wondered blearily, and struggled to lift her head. The light of the late afternoon beyond the cave hurt her eyes, and she blinked rapidly, squinting hard. She seemed to hear, distant but coming closer, a great commotion, the sound of a creature running in fear through the woods. Mouth open and panting (and dripping blood slowly) with the effort, Gwenneth raised her head and watched as the creature drew closer. Monet crouched, muscles taut, at the mouth of the cave.
Wait! Gwenneth wanted to cry. Wait, don't... But she had no power to speak; Monet was not even aware that she was conscious.
Just then, the creature blundered into the meadow in front of the cave, and Gwenneth's heart wrenched agonizingly. It ws her own boy, eyes bulging in immense fear, running. In his arms he carried a small, pale young female human-- apparently Monet's companion. Desperate, Gwenneth scrabbled weakly in the dust of the cave, longing to run to him, to comfort and protect him...
But then, Monet let out a terrible cry. It was half scream, half wail, full of menace. Jeff halted in mid-stride, and both he and Alexis stared wildly in the general direction of the cave. Gwenneth saw-- as though through a screen of water, as her vision wavered-- the pale female throw out her arm, pointing back towards the river. Monet screamed again, and Jeff, his face contorted in desperation, turned and ran back the way he had come.
Gwenneth let her head flop back to the floor. Large, pearly tears welled out of her eyes, streaming down her face to collect beneath her cheek. My poor boy... she thought. My poor, dear boy... And then the blackness reached out for her, and she succumbed to it gladly, drifting away from her fear and misery.
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