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Date Posted: 21:30:50 01/02/02 Wed
Author: Kylay
Subject: staring wistefully at the eggs

As she stared wistefully at the lessening pile of leathery white eggs Kylay was trying everything to keep her mind off her family. She knew that she probably looked like a phsyco because she had been talking to herself but she couldn't go back to her memories of her family... her life... her past... but everything seemed to have some reference... some link to her sickening past. Trying to find some peace Kylay glanced into the crowd again. As she scanned the rows and rows of faces she saw a scene that caught her eye. It was of a mother slowly rocking a child, swaying at the hips... her eyes half closed, humming under her breathe and old tradition song... and to Kylay's dismay another image from her memory burned into her mind...
"Mama?" asked the 4 turn old Kylay.
"Yes, dear?"
"Will you tuck me in again? I.. I had a bad dream." she had woken up from a fitfull sleep full images of death put there by her own deep dark worries. "Oh, yes, what's the matter?" bending over her mother had swept her up blanket and all. Slowly, rocking the bundle back and forth, she would start to sing. She would sing of dragons, flights, and quests. All the while Kylay nestled closer to her mother, her ear on her mothers chest... making sure the heart beat was still there. Her mother was slowly being eaten up by a diseas that plagued her body. Kylay knew that she shouldn't have been listening in on that night but she had and now she knew what none of her older brothers had... and it was eating her up... every night Kylay would sneak out from under her hides and peek into her parents room just to make sure her mother was still there, not buring on some distant pier. It had taken two turns... two turns of being afraid of death... two turns before her mother died. On that horrible day a part of her died too... her innocence.

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Noticing the other girl, she considers approaching her. -- Katinka, 09:14:53 01/03/02 Thu
- looking up she smiles -- Kylay, 11:29:29 01/03/02 Thu
  - She shakes her head. -- Katinka, 22:16:54 01/03/02 Thu