ruby lays weeping. weeping for the pain of her lion still alseep, weeping for the joy of hte freshest air sha has breathed in what feels like a lifetime, weeping for the loss of one of the most powerful weapons she had the grace to hold. it was a strong sword, a sword of intelligence, a sword of unrivaled psionic powers. as much as it scared her, as much as she was afraid of it controlling her, she cherished it.
but it is gone, alls he has now is wyrd. her beloved. these people, human, elf, makes no difference. they are people. she wanted to run, to leave quickly and not turn back. damn the forums, let the hunger eat them. all she wanted was wyrd!
stroking the soft fur on his cheek she whispered her love to him. if ana is watching she will know ruby is speeding wyrd's recovery. almost looking like she is simply willing him back to health. her desperate look should tell ana that ruby is willing to exhaust herself completely simply to see her companion whole.
wyrds eye on the side ruby sits opens now. he watches with compassion for his disheartened mistress. he allows her to continue healing him. he cannot protect her so injured. he watches knowing that he would do the same if he could. give his all tos ee her healthy and happy. would that he had only kept her safe that night so many years ago. she would be wed with a handul of mentally squalling children hanging at her skirts. not here. not in danger.
[ 03-08-2004, 11:13 AM: Message edited by: RevRuby ]
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