| Subject: He nods. "But first let us try Poss." |
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Black Death
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Date Posted: 06:15:11 01/23/02 Wed
Author Host/IP: mail.hcps.k12.md.us/141.157.35.194
In reply to:
Dusk
's message, ""Mother could ask the good...she would like the....well...distraction Im sure...and she maybe able to keep a cool head unlike us"" on 18:26:46 01/22/02 Tue
>>>At this, her heart stilled for a moment, lingering in
>>>the intense longing for a time when such things had
>>>not happened, that she might go out and have that
>>>child-like bitterness and hot-anger towards the
>>>princess that she had had, but now regretted...
>>>
>>>Their absense in her world seemed to make it shudder,
>>>and to turn it around until even she could not
>>>recognize it. The king, and his daughter, the
>>>princess, were...dead?
>>>
>>>Thoughts such as these whirled through her mind in
>the
>>>first few seconds after news came to her ears and set
>>>her mind in motion, and she watched both Death and
>>>Dusk before her, and heard them speak, though their
>>>words only hit her and did not register. Her mental
>>>barrier, though, quickly installed itself, as such
>>>thoughts were those which she feared, for her life
>>>seemed to turn everything into an uncertainty in her
>>>world. Only one thought now remained- Her eyes cut
>>>downwards, landing upon the once-again unstirring
>form
>>>of Gangsta. He needed help, and Othello was nowhere
>>>to be seen... Though she attempts to prevent it, her
>>>mind works slowly, still weighed down by those
>>>thoughts she'd hidden from herself, those of the
>>>terrible news. She ducks her head roughly, as if
>>>pushing her face, and the mind inside, closer to
>>>Gangsta, she might force herself to be troubled by
>>>nothing more than of him, as she tries wildly to come
>>>up with a solution, as all others were caught in the
>>>news alone...
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