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Date Posted: 22:39:31 06/23/02 Sun
Author: fate & destiny
Author Host/IP: 64.12.107.21
Subject: .with.love.

With Love

A silver four-pointed star the size of a fist.

To claim: reply with a play. Then email stopstograze@aol.com and alert me that you've found the With Love in Ashkenaz. :)

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[> you remind me of someone that i'd rather forget.. -- mercury, 23:21:34 06/23/02 Sun (152.163.205.63)

back from his tedious journey and exhausted to no end, the male finds himself thinking of tearless, the mysterious mare whose mood swings are intolerable when he is under so much pressure. he now regrets acting so harshly toward the female who possesses such a rough past, and he whickers a gentle note of despair as he enters the woods, so shrouded by the looming limbs that suddenly seem to threaten death. not particularly alert anymore then he is awake, the male stumbles in a sleep walking manner in the direction of Riphath where tearless has to be...must be.

eyes follow the strange stallion's movements, noting the simmering of the leaves that follow every time his hoof settles upon the ground. his lips contort into a grim smile as he watches this graceful being, so impeccable even in a state of half consciousness, continue on his way. 'i shall have this beauty for myself. i will be thought of as the most respectable wood elf if i can ride such an impeccable form.' he tells himself mentally, soundlessly leaping from the trees and upon the soft ground infront of the stallion, mentally luring the beast to listen to him.

no matter how much he would like to ignore the elf infront of him and just keep on going, the invading of his mind makes something inside of him click, and he looks up, embers dancing in his eyes, his pelt of chestnut seeming to glow the lethal hue of fire. "excuse me, but i do not listen to the commands of a petty mortal. now, leave me alone. i have business to take care of.

taken by surprise, he places a hand upon the stud's pelt, but immediately withdraws it, whimpering with pain. 'you can speak the tongue of the wood elf.' the exclamation is in an almost frightened voice, and he immediately bows down infront of mercury. 'forgive me, milord. i did not recognize you in such an impeccable shape.'

bemusement takes shape within his mind and he snorts. "fool, i am a fire imp, not a lord." he says coldly, moving to step around the form of the groveling elf.

'you do not understand, mighty one! you are the fire imp that the woods have talked of...he that travels with the fearless one! you are a legend to my people, a state of honor!' he exclaims, darting to remain infront of one of his peoples' many gods. 'i will have bad omens if i do not give you a treasure of worship.' he adds, fretfully beginning to search his bag.

sighs softly, examining this male with newfound interest. "while i refuse to accept that i am a god or anything special, perhaps you will engage in a trade?" he asks, the thought of delivering to tearless a gift of apology suddenly shining bright in his mind and elevating his defeated spirit.

'no! i shall give you a gift, i do believe that the fearless one in which you fight with would appreciate something as delicate as this. made by the hands of an elf...it is said to keep one safe from being invaded by evil spirits. it is the best thing that i have acquired over my travels this year, and i beg for you to take it...you would offend my honor if you do not.' he adds after quick thinking.

taken back, but not about to hurt anyone's pride after his own was so easily deflated, he nods his cranium in acceptance. "i shall accept your gift as long as you offer it to me as a gift of friendship, and not of worship." he declares evenly.

he smiles warmly at the beast and nods. 'of course, fiery one.' he murmurs, placing a silver linked chain around neck of the stallion, dangling from it a magnificent silver, four pointed star the size of a fist. it twinkles and shines through invisible lighting, the lightness of it hinting at it's elf work. 'the chain will never remove itself from the neck of the wearer unless desired, and the charm shall remain visible or invisible, whichever the wearer prefers. safe travels to you, fiery one.' with the words he is gone, quick as a flash, without a trace of his whereabouts remaining.

bemused, but appreciative of the unexpected gift, mercury travels on, the charm and chain firmly being thought of as invisible to keep any from viewing his newly discovered item of worth.

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