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TAOWolf · 03-21-2002, 04:52 PM

She sits almost spellbound, listening...........and the more she listens, the brighter her eyes glow. She watches as he grabs the locket, and her hands instantly go to cover the gasp coming from her mouth.

As the tone of his voice grows colder and harder, she sits slightly back, her eyes not able to leave his as he continues......she slowly starts to shake her head, hands still covering her mouth..........~no.....no, no, no,....I will find a way to keep him from dying.........I WILL, I have to.........I have to.......~

He stops and simply stands looking at her, and she can see his exhaustion. She desparately wants to run to him, fling her arms around his neck, and tell him it will be alright, that everything will work out to the good, but she knows she can't say this............not yet.....

She looks into the fire, then at him. She slowly walks over to her pack, and draws out a filmy robe of silk, and draws it over her shoulders. She kneels there a moment, and finally stands turning to him. She lightly lays a hand on his cheek and sits down on the log by the fire again. She betrays herself by clenching her hands together tightly in her lap, finally looking up with tears in her eyes.....

"I hope you know I do not do this to hurt you, or to harden you against me, but I have to ask. Do you understand? This is tearing me apart, and I have no choice but to ask these questions..... your "Wind" has put the doubts in my mind, and I must know the answers.........please, please do not think I do this to hurt you, I would rather die in your place so you may live to be with your daughter than ever cause you pain..." She whispers softly, "But I have to know, I am sorry............."

She looks into the fire, wanting nothing more than to go to him, comfort him and herself. But she must ask these last two questions......and then see if he will still want her near or not....

"Cyril, what happened to your wife, and what did the Wind mean by the true story?" She flinches as she asks this question, and turns to look at the rising sun, wondering if...........~I will not think of that now~

She waits for him to speak, afraid to look up, expecting to see rage and hatred in his face for her asking this question............

03-21-2002, 04:52 PM	#66
TAOWolf White Dragon Join Date: December 1, 2001 Location: Mountains of Arkansas, US Posts: 1,887	She sits almost spellbound, listening...........and the more she listens, the brighter her eyes glow. She watches as he grabs the locket, and her hands instantly go to cover the gasp coming from her mouth. As the tone of his voice grows colder and harder, she sits slightly back, her eyes not able to leave his as he continues......she slowly starts to shake her head, hands still covering her mouth..........~no.....no, no, no,....I will find a way to keep him from dying.........I WILL, I have to.........I have to.......~ He stops and simply stands looking at her, and she can see his exhaustion. She desparately wants to run to him, fling her arms around his neck, and tell him it will be alright, that everything will work out to the good, but she knows she can't say this............not yet..... She looks into the fire, then at him. She slowly walks over to her pack, and draws out a filmy robe of silk, and draws it over her shoulders. She kneels there a moment, and finally stands turning to him. She lightly lays a hand on his cheek and sits down on the log by the fire again. She betrays herself by clenching her hands together tightly in her lap, finally looking up with tears in her eyes..... "I hope you know I do not do this to hurt you, or to harden you against me, but I have to ask. Do you understand? This is tearing me apart, and I have no choice but to ask these questions..... your "Wind" has put the doubts in my mind, and I must know the answers.........please, please do not think I do this to hurt you, I would rather die in your place so you may live to be with your daughter than ever cause you pain..." She whispers softly, "*But I have to know, I am sorry............." She looks into the fire, wanting nothing more than to go to him, comfort him and herself. But she must ask these last two questions......and then see if he will still want her near or not.... "Cyril, what happened to your wife, and what did the Wind mean by the true story?*" She flinches as she asks this question, and turns to look at the rising sun, wondering if...........~I will not think of that now~ She waits for him to speak, afraid to look up, expecting to see rage and hatred in his face for her asking this question............