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Subject: ~Uncertainty~


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Date Posted: 19:03:56 03/20/03 Thu
In reply to: *Crown Jewel* 's message, "*Royal Treasure*" on 18:54:20 03/20/03 Thu

~Caught up in the panic the flamekissed filla remains frozen as the inferno sweeps up around her. Tongues of fire lick at her fragile bodice and thin pinions, burning her velveteen pelt. The pain forces her to move away, and she twists up into a high rear, dial thrown skywards. A terrified clarion bursts forth from her larynx. The flames rise up about her. Instantly her weak hinds flex, propelling her forwards through the air over the fire. Landing hard on the terra beside the river she crashes to her knees, but her reflexes are quick and trembling stilts push her bodice up again. Taking abrupt stumbling steps and trying to ignore the intense pain from her burns, and now from the new cuts on her pistons, she staggers into the cooling waters and then exhaustion overtakes her and she can go no further. The filla's tapered mug lifts and a soft cry of pain and fear drifts upon the air, drowned out by the roaring flames. The water ran cold against her bodice and it made her burns sear with pain. She was weakling, had always been like that, and the pressure of the water against her thin frame continually made her stagger and stumble, trying to stay upright. But she couldn't muster the strength to surge forwards to the opposite bank~

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