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Date Posted: 17:49:37 03/08/02 Fri
Author: S'rith and Wasith
Subject: ~the raid~
In reply to: S'rith and Wasith 's message, "~blackness~" on 08:43:03 03/08/02 Fri

Laying there, drifting in and out of memories S'rith began to sweat... his whole body was being fueled by an eternal fire... his fever kept rising and S'rith's face became paler... his mind flew into another painful memory...
There was Syrith... standing in an empty room... the three year old looked around... everything of value had been stolen... everything of memories had been crushed...
Pictures lay strewn on the floor... odds and ends like pieces of string and rocks that had made up Syrith pitiful collection of toys were scattered throughout the room...
Syrith looked cautiously around, hearing no sound of family or raider Syrith crept from the room...
He knew that Arrul had left taking Mhury and newborn Berke with him, in an attempt to flee the raiders, leaving him for there 'was no room'...
Syrith walked throughout the tiny thatched cottage, but every room was the same; damage and destruction of his life... or was it...
Syrith walked stubbornly into the kitchen, the last room for him to check... and there was the form or his mother...
Her skin was pale as moonlight but deep red blood flowed from her wrists... the raiders had killed her... Syrith's only friend... the only person who had cared... Like always Syrith was solemnly silent instead of screaming or crying... Syrith just leaned over and kissed his mother on her pale cheek, then shutting her eyes Syrith put his mothers spirit to sleep, singing a song that she had been teaching him...


S'rith's body began to shake violently on the rock floor... he was becoming hotter than the flames that spewed from the musle of a dragon's mouth... S'rith still saw his image singing the wisteful song of the dragonriders to his mother... unconscienciously at the last note S'rith let out a liqued note matching that of his younger self... the sound was that of a true Harper's: skilled, with hidden tones of meaning and sound, and the c;ear purety and innocence that sent chills coursing through your body...
~~~
Wasith felt his riders pain as the memories flew past... S'rith was fading... and Wasith could tell... bugling harshly to Heltia Wasith mentally reached for a strand of S'rith's weakening soul... slowly Wasith brought more of S'rith into him... pulling him away from death... but S'rith was fading still...

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