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Subject: {.Gone.In.An.Instant.}

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Premonition

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Date Posted: 12:11:38 01/20/03 Mon
Author Host/IP: chr176dhcp192.chrchv01.md.comcast.net/68.33.176.192
In reply to: MF 's message, "+whickers+" on 10:19:31 01/20/03 Mon

{Nymph cringes as realization comes to mind, knowing the identity of he who had entered. He did, truly, seek her, as she had thought.}
{Fear shoots through her soul, an icy chill that warned her to stay out of sight. She shifts her weight to lie more in the shadows, as not to be betrayed by the sun. Yet balance is lost, and in panicked scramble to regain footing, a few stones are dislodged and sent tumbling down the mountain in a cloud of dust.}
{Breath is held, waiting to see if the alert would be noticed, dreading that it was and soon they would come to find her. She couldn't face them, she didn't ever want to. None of them were trustworthy. Why should she again get close to some one who would hurt her?}

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Subject	Author	Date
+remain+	MF	15:02:55 01/20/03 Mon
{Gone.In.An.Instant} -- Premonition, 12:03:58 01/21/03 Tue +grateful+ -- MF, 15:36:06 01/21/03 Tue