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She sees Cyril's eyes fill with tears, and her heart almost breaks, thinking there is
nothing he can do.... but he smiles......She listens to his whisper, and feels his cloak around her....
~she is startled at first by the clouds in her mind, but they seem to push the evil winds whispers into the
distance~ She opens her mouth , not breathing as he instructs her, and is not prepared for the violent
gusts of wind tearing thru her mouth and nose, lungs, her very being........
She vaguely hears him chanting, and slowly the violence slows to a soft blowing. He tells her to breathe at last,
and she tentatively takes a small breath, and feels the burning in her throat softly melt away....she breathes
slowly, and suddenly feels his hands upon her face.
~She keeps looking at him, her eyes staying the violent purple, but the tears slowly stop falling....she is vaguely
aware her hands are not gloved, but the thought seems to come from a long distance and is hazy....~
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