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Subject: Words of comfort? Author: Faeirex [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 18:03:59 05/09/02 Thu Almost dreamily, Faeirex walked through the gardens. Her mind was still reeling from the sheer force of that presence. Relief filled her- relief that Hfäinién had not obliterated her mind the instant she made contact, as had happened to so many. There was much to thank Cariale for. She had not deserved her untimely death. There would be a price to pay later, there always was. But for now at least, she was safe, and free to ponder on the significance of Melmonu. Why had she chosen now to emerge? She was pulled from her reverie by the sound of tears. On inspection, it turned out to be the faery, Laeriel. Silently, she watched her sobbing. Her dislike of the faery race had not lessened over the years. Strangely enough though, the sight of the girl's misery did not cheer her. Rather, it brought on a flash of remorse. What had she become, that she would ignore such distress? The cold hand about her soul could control her actions, but not her heart. And no matter what faeries had done in the past, Laeriel was blameless. Her suffering would not lessen Faeirex's own. Flashing defiance at the ever present shadow in her mind, she walked forward. Drawing on her power she bid the wind stop and the clouds leave, bathing them both in sunlight. It was oddly appropriate. In some small way, she was chasing away part of the shadow over her own heart as well as the shadows in the sky. Perhaps there would be hope for her after all. "Naie' seere.*" ***** *Be at peace [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]