[Amanaduial the archer]

Amanaduial came through the mind of Siluialwen, still weak from the memory of her familys death. As she went she knew Thrakatburz was trying to stop her, to block this mind, but something else was helping her forward, another mind. Thrakatburz faded into the distance as another helped her through. She saw beautiful sights, yet simple; a flying bird, a idylic lake, and....a baby and a small boy. She had come to the heart of the memories, and utter calm and stillness surrounded her. Gently she went in and saw Thrakatburzs true weakness...

<I>The baby screamed as the dagger went in, killed by its own grandfather. Again and again, the blood turning the white cloth almost black. Siluialwen backed away, crying out every time it struck. Grabbing her small son she ran, her voice echoing through the wood as she fled with her babys dying crys in her ears.</I>

[ September 07, 2002: Message edited by: Elenna ]