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Date Posted: 04:09:19 05/28/01 Mon
Author: Nina
Subject: ..::Thoughts of Cinder::..

She smiles as she watches Cinder training..her melodies were most beautiful..peaceful..ready to lull anyone to sleep..a thought suddenly came into her mind..she stands from her seat and rushes to her room((I dunno where the room came from, but they need somewhere to sleep rite?)) She opens a small trunk and throws all sort of stuff out until she reaches two rectanuglar boxes, one black and the other white. She picks them up and brings them to her bed. A smile forms upon her rosy lips as her jade-green eyes fixed upon the white box..she opened it, taking out a delicate ivory flute..made from the horn of a white dragon. It was a valuable heirloom, one that had been passed down from generations after generations after her great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather had killed Mulovich, the greatest white dragon of them all..regretting what he had done, he cut off one of his horns and turned it into this flute, a flute that could command elements of any kind..a flute that could control animals of white blood..a flute so valuable and powerful though small and delicate it may seem..it also seemed to have a life of its own..she frowned as her eyes casted upon the black box, an ebony flute laid within it..made from the tooth of the silver dragon..so evil was this flute that even Nina feared it. She placed the ivory flute back into the white box, words written on it that meant 'Pure is the name of this flute' and the black box and words written on it as well..'Death is the name of this flute'. She kept this black flute back in her trunk and brought the white flute down..she walked right up to Cinder and placed the box in her hands and smiled..

"Hi Cinder..this is a little gift..I hope you will accept it..I hardly play any instruments anyway..I want you to have it..you deserve it more than I do.."

She smiles once again..jade-green eyes filled with hope that Cinder would accept it..

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.:Acceptance:. -- Cinder, 14:13:33 05/29/01 Tue