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2. [Changeling-WW] Aftermath
From: "Rob" <xagnut@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Date: 5 May 2005 23:50:39 -0000
From: WeaversFiction
Subject: Reminder: Check the Message Board, 5/6/2005, 12:00 am
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Date: Thu, 5 May 2005 21:38:18 -0700
From: "Rob" <xagnut@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Subject: [Changeling-WW] Aftermath
You ask me if I known love
And what it's like to sing songs in the rain
Well,I've seen love come
And I've seen it shot down
I've seen it die in vain
- "Blaze of Glory" Jon Bon Jovi
Scene: Encampment on the High Road to the Castle of Light
Now that food had been provided, the Wyrm's frightful presence seemed
to
soften. Though still intimidating, at least he was no longer fla****ng
his
long, sharp teeth.
"Fh, f, food sounds guh, gh, good." Kenisha stuttered; her teeth
beginning
to chatter as the sweat on her body turned to ice in the winter air.
Still light of head and somewhat dazed by the epiphany of her dance,
she
moves somewhat in a daze towards Emily. Sari, as near exhaustion as a
creature of glamour can be, hangs about her limply. An unseelie funk
begins
to settle over the dark skinned eshu in the aftermath of euphoria.
Submitted by RF Bergeron
For
Kenisha, Eshu, recently of the Unseelie Court
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