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Date Posted: 23:30:51 06/05/02 Wed
Author: Karsky
Subject: -.::.-
In reply to: Sy 's message, ")-(" on 12:41:21 06/05/02 Wed

As Sy removes the box from her grip and opens the top, her breath catches in her throat. Unable to speak for that moment, she reaches out and removes the figure, cupping it in both hands. She traces a finger on the air just above the figure, not wanting to change it in any way. After many moments of trying to take it all in, she finally comes to realize it will take more time than she has to fully appreciate his work. Karsky sets the figure back in the silk padding, looking up into Asyl's eyes, heart showing through her shining eyes. Was that...sorrow or was it desire or was it just something else? It was hard to tell.
She reraches out to touch him, but instead closes the top, fingers brushing his hand.

"Sy, it's...wonderful, marvellous, increadable...your skill is beyond belief. Just like you. How can you continue to love me like you do, even though you know about Aukin. You still don't know my past, but why would you choose to love me, of all people. I am the most unworthy of everyone on Pern. Why, Sy, why me?"

She knows she's already asked, but she has to ask again. Somehow her hands find their way onto his shoulders as she pulls him down slightly, staring into his eyes intently, wanting only a truthful answer.

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)-( -- Sy, 01:35:57 06/06/02 Thu
- -.::.- -- Karsky, 02:18:36 06/06/02 Thu
  - )-( -- Sy, 12:51:44 06/06/02 Thu
    - -.::.- -- Karsky, 15:04:54 06/06/02 Thu
      - )-( -- Sy, 17:21:58 06/06/02 Thu
        -.::.- -- Karsky, 17:45:53 06/06/02 Thu
        )-( -- Sy, 20:43:11 06/06/02 Thu
        -.::.- -- Karsky, 10:54:38 06/07/02 Fri
        )-( -- Sy, 13:38:18 06/07/02 Fri
        -.::.- -- Karsky, 14:26:41 06/07/02 Fri
        )-( -- Sy, 14:48:42 06/07/02 Fri
        ~^~ -- 'Rath, 18:20:43 06/07/02 Fri
        )-( -- Sy, 01:23:33 06/10/02 Mon