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Zeth
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Date Posted: 03:03:11 04/08/05 Fri
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Briallan
's message, "ice queen" on 02:19:32 04/08/05 Fri
.:. “I know” he whispered, but his was audible to all, as he watched the blade pass close to him but not through him yet. He knew he couldn’t avoid it forever…but it bought him time. His gray eyes fell, their scrutinizing glance over the female. Her words had no effect on him, if that had been her intention. His life meant nothing to him or anyone else, so it could be harmed in no way. Maybe when Sabra herself cared for him she’d be able to inflict injuries. .:.
.:.His father was Alairic, his bothers and sisters spawn of the devil himself. Briallan was closely intergraded, having learned her magic from the masters. In a way, it was like a family. Those outside the family could attempt but never would succeed in harming any member of that group. Sabra was nothing more than a hungry child looking into the living room window at a happy family with full bellies and Christmas gifts. And Zeth could feel it.:.
.:. His fingertips brushed her face, time slowed down so that the hair falling around her face hung suspended for mere moments as he grazed her cheek with tenderness. She was frozen for one second of time, enough for him to kill her if he wanted. But did he? No. He only chose to touch her cheek and waft the smell of her hair towards him in the evening mist that clung to her skin. The crushed velvet overcast skies let loose a thunderous rumble which suited the night’s effects with softer. But what the others heard as thunder, to Zeth it was Briallan’s passing. And he’d weep as soon as he was allowed the feeling of emotion again. Within Dean’s arms lay the dead, blooded body of the only woman he’d ever been truly, utterly, first glance, loved. .:.
.:. “At least before you spill my bodily fluids, tell me who’s paying you.” Think of it as a last request…”he knew time wouldn’t last forever in this piece by duct-tape piece of existence he was tangled in.:.
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