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Date Posted: 11:39:14 09/08/02 Sun
Author: Ember
Subject: She begins to relax at his reassurance....
In reply to: Forbidden Depths 's message, "-Simper-" on 11:08:27 09/08/02 Sun

She catches the flash of pink in his eyes and smiles. She takes a deep breath. I stopped talking when my parents died. Ashes and I are from the same clutch, but we were the only two. She sighs sadly, ebon orbs filled with an enternal pain. They were killed by other Dark's. We watched from our hidding place away from the nest. That way they wouldn't know we were there. My parents fought bravely, but they both died. A tear rolls down her red cheek.

They took the other dragons' down with them though. They all died...all of them. And we watched it all. Ebon optics rest on his large form. You know what's funny? My mother was really small, like me, but she fought harder and better than my father that day because she knew that we were near and she had to protect us. She begins to warm of the subject of her parents, wanting to tell Depths everything she remembered about them.

My father was colored like me; red and gold. My mother was a black like Ashes. But Ashes is built like my father. She's larger than I am and a lot stronger. My mother was small like me, though I think I'm a bit smaller. She wrinkles her nose at this. I think I'll be almost dragonling sized forever. She heaves another sigh, shoulders sagging.

After that day, I just stopped talking. It was just me and Ashes for so long that I didn't see the point. And once we ended up around others', I had developed my mental abilities so well, there was no need to talk. Her brow wrinkles in confusion. I wonder why I started talking all of a sudden, she muses.....


OOC: Time to go to work! Bye!


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