The smell of the waters of the Shadowy Seas was so strong about him, that it pulled him from his dark dreaming. His eyes flew open to the cabin's darkness, now filled with familiar voices. He felt pinned to his bed, unable to arise as the image of the Tower of Pearl flooded his thoughts.
And then it was gone, ripped away . . .empty. He struggled to his feet, mind reeling, and called into the now silent dark.
What have you done!
[ September 05, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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