++Alone++ -- Moon~lit Shores

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Date Posted: 20:12:39 09/21/01 Fri
Author: FOTA
Author Host/IP: 24.18.230.26
Subject: ++Alone++

++Alone. Such a word that has influenced her mood for the past few days. As the white froth of the water hits land, she wonders- Was she meant to be? Was her sould meant for her body? Was her fate meant to be?
Alone. Terribly, utterly alone.
Water grazes the bottom of her legs, making her quiver. The night was young, but the weather was cold. Shivering, the fem continues to think, her thoughts wondering in the stillness of the night.
Alone. Terribly, utterly, alone.
Was it the water that made her shake? Or was it her thoughts?
Gazing up at the heavens, endless black surrounding her, trapping her, holding her down.
Trapped. Is that what she felt? Did she feel trapped?
No, trapped couldn't describe her feeling.
Downcast? Nay, that wasn't it either. Shaking her head, her onxy mane askew across her black neck, she lowers her head to the water.
Her reflection... Was it hers? Or another, another fems?
Her thoughts wondered aimlessly, scattered across her mind. Wondering, pondering. Thinking, concentrating.
Sighing, nothing came to her. No words, no feelings, just nothingness.
Nothingness? Perhaps that is what she has been feeling. Nothing.. That inky blackness that absorbs all...
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
The fem repeats it over and over. Yes, that was it.
What she was feeling.
Nothing.
She was feeling nothing.
Syra.
Was she feeling like this?
No, Syra is strong. She will win the battle.
Yet is she feeling like an outcast too?
Is she feeling that cold aroa that absorbs you?
Is she feeling nothing?
Nothing?
Nothing.
Perhaps.
++++++++

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Replies:

*a black stallion notices her and walks over* -- Death Cat, 13:23:11 09/22/01 Sat
- ++Glances++ -- FOTA, 15:50:57 09/22/01 Sat
  - *nods* -- Death Cat, 15:56:51 09/23/01 Sun
    - ++Puzzlement++ -- FOTA, 14:20:54 09/24/01 Mon
      - *looks at her curiously* -- Death Cat, 14:19:15 09/25/01 Tue
        .:Explains:. -- FOTA, 15:51:52 09/25/01 Tue
        *quietly looks at her* -- Death Cat, 14:32:21 09/27/01 Thu
        �Shakes Her Head� -- FOTA, 15:54:40 09/27/01 Thu