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Post by Avean Luxenbourg on Nov 23, 2005 13:55:21 GMT -5
Avean knelt before a gravestone. It read her parents names.
A soft tear rolled down her cheek as she stood up. Avean wiped if off with her sleeve and bowed to the stone.
"I will always remember you." she whispered, her voice steadying.
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Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire
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Post by Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire on Nov 23, 2005 19:28:02 GMT -5
Another one of her night time jaunts. Her dark cloak swirling around her ankles like mist that has been solidified. Kat was in her. She did not visit the cemetry to see her parents. They went missing, and presumed dead. And all her ancestors were either buried in the Manor cemetry or missing, somewhere.
THe ones that were alive she had never seen.
Seeing a girl's form nelt in front of a grave she glided silently across, making slightly more noise than a crouching panther in search of prey.
She waited until she was right behind the girl. Then said in a heartless tone, "Whom do you mourn for?"
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Post by Avean Luxenbourg on Nov 23, 2005 22:23:39 GMT -5
"My parents." she said in a cold tone, not turning to look at the mere girl.
"Why do you come here if you not to morn.." she said with anger. Avean stood up and waved her hand, a wave of wind past by, pushing her own chesnut red hair from her face. Her eyes turned a deeper gold as she looked the girl over. Avean did not like the antics this girl played apon her.
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Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire
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Sometimes your heritage your downfall...& your greatest strengh your greatest weakness...
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Post by Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire on Nov 24, 2005 2:25:47 GMT -5
Saphira's raven hair stayed strangely still around her pale features. Midst her dark eyes, Kat's glow flickered very briefly. She remained a few inches off the ground. "I come here becuase I can not mourn. There is no symblolism in which to mourn for. The past is past. The future will never be. So this place is a place for the contented."
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Post by Avean Luxenbourg on Nov 24, 2005 9:51:39 GMT -5
"Do not test my patience young one...." she said quirking an eyebrow at the girl.
"You are a mere child to me and I will not tolerate you incolence."
Avean bowed her head and headed in the other direction.
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Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire
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Sometimes your heritage your downfall...& your greatest strengh your greatest weakness...
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Post by Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire on Nov 24, 2005 14:29:31 GMT -5
Saphira gave her a trademark smirk at her back. Inside, she felt a flicker of anger. Young? INsolence? It seemed that nobody appreciated her talents.
She bent closer to the grave the girl had been kneeling at.
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Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire
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Sometimes your heritage your downfall...& your greatest strengh your greatest weakness...
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Post by Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire on Nov 24, 2005 17:17:34 GMT -5
(ooc: didn't you turn & head the other way? Hmmmm)
"Not my business, but certainly in my power to find out."
She straightened up, her cloak sweeping around her ankles.
"Good bye." she said with insolence dripping in her tone.
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