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Mistral, Eerie
Her eyes flit back from following Brier's path, towards Silas. Sensing an equally powerful air exuding from his presence ~ He is as charismatic, if not more, than myself... ~ And feels a brief stab at the heart ~ Please, Ciretose protect me from his man. ~ Yet already her breathing has turned shallow as she drowns in the beauty of his eyes, his face, his... everything.
With an involuntary soft moan, she shakes her head, seeking to purge the magnetism from her head ~ That dream... yet it was a human, was it not? ~ Cringing inwardly ~ Have I been left too long alone, except with an old man, that I go man-crazy each time I spy a male?! ~ Contemptuously rebuking herself silently.
Glancing up, she nods hurriedly and follows his head.
[ 02-05-2002: Message edited by: mistral4543 ]
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