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PostPosted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 3:45 pm Post subject: A Darken Cell Reply with quote

Sadira awoke to the throbbing pain in her leg. She looked down and ripped her skirting to put over the wound. She inhaled deeply as she bit her bottem lip..enough to draw a small bit of blood. She looked around her darken cell.

So, it wasn't a nightmare. I am here.

She shook her head and slowly tried to stand up. A sharp pain coarsed up her body, as she hobbled over towards the bars of the cell..clunching them as if holding on for dear life.

Hello! Is anyone out there?

She called out awaiting to hear some faint sound of another person or thing near by. As she waited her memories came to her...the image of Weston..the words that the skulls had spoken about. Taking over Sanctus?! They couldn't...it..it was her home...her family. She had to get out but how? Noone knew where she was..she was sure of it. Her thoughts drifted to Zarlox and Toren. She slid down with her back pressed against the bars. Her vision becoming blurred as she licked her lips. Her mouth was feeling as if she were sucking on cotten balls...so dray. The loss of blood was taking its toll on her. She struggled to remain awake, but alas...she lost the battle. Her eyes closed with her last glimpse being that of the dark walls of her cell.
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PostPosted: Sun Apr 24, 2005 9:40 am Post subject: Reply with quote

Toren stood on the edge of the void, looking out into it. The exact same place he had stood with Ceinwyn only nights ago. His mind was brimming with thoughts, most of which of love. He often cursed that very emotion, but he couldn't deny his feelings. He cared deeply for the three that he had come to "love" and knew that at least two of them returned his feelings. Hoever, he could never be sure with Ceinwyn.

She had always been like a sister to him, though lately he felt different about her. In the past few days she seemed more attractive to him then she ever had. He was falling for her, it was unmistakable, and despite the timing, not entirely unwelcomed. He was sure that there was no possible future between them, though. She had practically said it herself, though perhaps he should try. He had never been one to not take initiative to get something he wanted, and it would certainly help him keep his options open... though, for the moment, he had other issues to think on.

He still hadn't made Sadria aware of Deja, and her significance to the two of them. He actually debated telling her... it may be better if Sadria did not know he was in love with the person who contributed to her incident. He sat there, atop his horse, as minutes drifted into hours, pondering his situation. His mind was made up... he had to tell her. He assumed she would still be awake so he made his way to the inn.

He was greeted by the familliar empty tables and seats as he walked through the doors. He waited a few minutes before deciding to check upstairs in the kitchen. When he opened the gate to the bar he stepped down on a set of keys. Upon closer examination, he saw them to be Sadria's keys. He began searching the rest of the inn and calling to her. When hearing no responce, he imediatly epected the worst, and could be almost certain Weston was somehow involved, if not the spearhead of it.

He hadn't slept well in a few days so decided to take a rest before setting out on an extencive search. He would have to find out where he could find Weston as soon as possible. He knew time was not on his side, and he would have to find out what happened to her soon... If she was not already dead. He wished that this idea hadn't crossed his mind, but he knew it was a real possibility. He drifted off to sleep, his mind still racing.
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