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NightShade Lore Master

Joined: 11 Nov 2005 Posts: 1152
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 11:25 am Post subject: My Love.. |
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The evening hours grew late, Nightshade had been toiling at the great alter of the Vault. There she had been working within the commands of the wisps to improve its greatness. It was dark and the exotic sounds of fire island lulled her into peacefullness as she toiled.
A sudden sharp pain struck her arm with unmistakable knowledge. Her hand reached over to grasp it madly shuddering as the mark upon her arm lit up burning with intensity.
Something was wrong with Myrddin. She closed her eyes and she could see him asleep but something wasnt right. A wolf below the vault put up a sudden howl. She new immediately and rushing down and out of the vault she met Myrddins messenger.
A disease eh? From Umbra? It was a hilarious thing almost that Umbra sought to make prior Umbrans ill. Irony at its best. She smiled softly. You will not get my love... I know you lost yours Darrien, but ye shall not get mine... _________________ Something is Wrong, I can still feel Existence... |
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