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Spirit of Mist
Join Date: Jul 2000
Location: Tol Eressea
Posts: 3,398
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Gravlox sent his boys off to amuse themselves. Surely, with the members of the Itship going this way and that, they could find some object for their attention. And so, his own waning interest in mayhem might be concealed from his superiors at Gol Dulldor. For his heart was no longer in it.
As he crept stealthily through the forest, his thoughts turned to his own father who had lost his taste for chaos and violence. When therapy had been unavailing, his father had been dispatched by...Her. Gravlox had not understood at the time. He had asked his ill-fated sire, why, but had not understood the response...until now. Quote:
"Pssst," he hissed, tossing some pebbles at the sleeping beauty. "Merisu!" She tossed and turned but did not open her eyes. He lifted a more sizeable rock and considered heaving it at his love, then paused. "Charming, prince," he muttered, setting down the stone. Then he slipped into the clearing and knelt next to the vision of beauty. "Awake, fair maiden!" he said quietly. Then he kissed her lips...
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