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| Memories return-A quiet night on the beach | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Fri Jul 11, 2003 2:46 am (212 Views) | |
| Varila | Fri Jul 11, 2003 2:46 am Post #1 |
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Varila walked up a strip of smooth sand, lit only by the eerie glow of the moon. Stars had gone from the sky, and she felt so alone in such a dismal setting. Carefully, she unwrapped her silver amulet and began tossing it up in the air repeatedly. A sigh escaped her heart and she looked at the moon. "Just like Laron," she said in a dreamy sort of voice, with her eyes half shut. She looked at the fearsome waves breaking on the shore and sighed again as memories of her brother returned on their own... |
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| Varila | Fri Jul 11, 2003 7:59 pm Post #2 |
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He had been a kind brother, eight years older than herself. Whenever she had gotten hurt, or become sad while she was young, he had been there to comfort her. Varila remembered him as her best companion. He would take her on horseback rides, and had taught her how to read and write. Yet he was currently teetering between life and death. It made her angry now to see what the fire had done to Laron, how his rich laugh had been quieted, how his fierce sword had been halted. |
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8:16 AM Jul 11

