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Post by Ireth Táralóm on Sept 7, 2005 1:59:17 GMT -5
She stood still, observing him. It was interesting to see how the creatures reacted differently. She had no ide what had caused him this much grief, but could only imagine. He remided her of herself almost 2000 years before when Halmar had been taken from her and her daughters. She walked slowly to him, and bent beside him. At this point she did not care what he would do, or even what he would say. She placed her hand above his legs, and muttered in her Elvish tongue. "Ruuma Lya Telko." And moved her hand away, looking at him somewhat sadly. She could feel the break in his heart, just as there was in her own. "We suffer from the same ailment." She stood, and moved to the tree where he threw his dagger, and pulled it out of it, singing a song of lament.
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Post by Arioch Marvolo on Sept 7, 2005 2:04:37 GMT -5
He felt her touch him and growled again, "Stop fucking touching me." He turned, still weka and not wanting to move. He didnt care if she did something He wasn't going to move or budge or do anythign that she said. He looked up at her and glared, "You know not of what I suffer. You know not of the many milenia's I had to wait before I could be happy. And when happines comes, it is taken from me. So do not speak of some fallen love that you had. I care not, so fuck you and your people." He stood slowly and walked towards her, he snatched the dagger from her grasp, then turned. This time he did not make it very far before once again he fell, the wounds along his body were just to deep and he had lost to much blood. Slowly he slipped into unconciousness and there he lay.
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Post by Ireth Táralóm on Sept 7, 2005 2:08:35 GMT -5
"A creatures lament." She pulled her hand away from the trunk of the tree and stepped towards him. She looked about, surverying the area, her heart heavy at the funeral arrangments she would have to take care of to commemorate those this Fallen Angel had killed. She placed her hand above his body, and with him, faded away.
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