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She murmurs to herself ~ "Just as the paths of these fish are uncertain, so is my future... everyone's future, I suspect." ~ Twirling a curl of her hair, she continues ~ "Sometimes I wish I had remained dead. Death, at least, is for certain." ~
Abruptly, she turns to Larry ~ "I'm sorry... you asked a question. And my answer is no... my future is no brighter than what I had envisioned earlier..." ~
Suddenly, she sees Spree and Deiter approach and clams up immediately, her eyes narrowing.
[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 10-28-2001).]
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