From: bekacavish@aol.com (BekaCavish)
Date: 05 Feb 1998 12:22:34 EST
~My funny Valentine... sweet comic Valentine...you make me smile
with my heart~
The music played and she could only think it mocked her pain and
sorrow. She couldn't bear to look at others knowing that they could still
feel joy and happiness, that they could still feel...anything. Her whole
world was gray and featureless; nothing held meaning or hope.
She had travelled to her home in Watermead after her business in
Rhydin was complete. She had laid a curse upon the one who's greed
had led to Durandal's death; but that would not bring him back. Nothing
would bring him back and she could only pray that a blanket of bleakness
descended over the wretch that caused this turn in her life.
Her parents had tried to console her, were trying, she knew that and
she wished she could help them understand. She was not the same
person that only a few months ago had left to engage in her first battle.
She would never be that person again, she couldn't... for half of her soul
was missing; torn asunder from her by greed and lust.
And the song continued to play...
~My funny Valentine....~
My Funny Valentine(Beka)
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