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Date Posted: 12:00:27 02/03/04 Tue
Author: Noni, Jhael
Subject: Blast! Internal server errors need to die!
In reply to: Zrego 's message, "<-.->" on 15:56:13 01/31/04 Sat

The shadowy blacks move, it appears, in unison. Jhael slips down from the tree to rejoin the pack in the clearing, while Noni slides herself into a low crouch with a barely perceptible sigh. She curls her tail around herself, catlike, so that the blade's carving faces outward, resting on her front paws.
Flames. The ground is alive with them, and they do not touch me. Instead, I call them forth. They flow through me, from the tip of my muzzle to the tip of my blade, all the way down to the point of each claw, and yet I do not burn.
In her mind's eye, all the shadow of her fur is suddenly as gilded as her eyes, brighter than the pelt of the brassiest tan. SHe is enclosed in a nimbus of gold flames, like the arms and armor of some infernal king of legends. The ground opens up at her feet to disgorge a host of fiery swords, sending them streaking toward...
Toward what? Do not dream of power, Noni. You already have it. Your power has the potential to corrupt and ruin all it touches. You may also use it for healing and goodness. Be wise, my child.
The voice in her head startles her so much that she digs her claws into the earth, opens her eyes wide, and stares around at the others. It was a female voice, which ruled out any present here, but not her mother's, nor one of her sisters, nor Jhael, anyone she recognized. She ruled out herself, of course. The black looks around again, finding that the air is clear of golden light, and that the earth is no longer yawning before her. Another sigh, this time much more dramatic and relieved, escapes her before she looks expectantly at Atumi.
But who said that?

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