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Subject: *My December*

Author:
Amorica

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Date Posted: 13:21:02 01/08/05 Sat

The young ice demoness wandered slowly into the church, crimson eyes wide with nerves and exhaustion. she had been fleeing for a long time and she was tired of it. Tired of the hatred of her own people and the fear of strangers. glancing around the small sanctuary her gaze lingered on the cross. A god? yeah right. If there were any gods left they had long ceased to heed the prays of those that were suffering on the earth. It is pathetic the way humans cling to their faith, even though their prayers are never answered still they pray to and praise their god. it was something her teacher had told her over and over when he was not running from the people that wanted to see them both dead. He was dead now, had been for over a century, and she could not even remember his name. choking back tears the fae collapsed onto the floor. three hundred years of running and she could not take it any more! though perhaps if she had just kept her mouth shut and married like a good demoness on her hundredth birthday, then perhaps she would not be running and her mentor would not be dead. Maybe. no longer caring if anyone noticed her cry she let her tears fall. They turned to crystal almost at once and shattered upon the floor. A fitting metaphor for her if there ever was one.

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Subject	Author	Date
Unknown and Uncared For	Evangelina	13:53:00 01/08/05 Sat
my domain -- Teufel, 16:12:01 01/08/05 Sat Fight me for them -- Eva, 17:59:00 01/08/05 Sat I dont need too I have already won.. -- Teufel, 18:17:54 01/08/05 Sat Perhaps... Perhaps -- Eva, 08:24:37 01/09/05 Sun perhaps nothing -- Teufel, 14:39:28 01/09/05 Sun Re: perhaps nothing -- Eva, 14:49:58 01/09/05 Sun What In The Seven Levels Of Hades?! -- Amorica, 15:59:00 01/09/05 Sun you do not approve? -- Teufel, 16:20:42 01/09/05 Sun Yipe! Did I say that?! -- Amorica, 16:43:08 01/10/05 Mon perhaps?... -- Teufel, 17:19:11 01/10/05 Mon @-@ OOO.... Shiny -- Amorica, 17:05:08 01/15/05 Sat