[Taocow PBEM] The Broken Mirror of the Past - Chapter I -
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Mon Nov 1 23:07:15 PST 2004
Seeing a kindred spirit weep over a lost companion brings back part of his
own broken past, and he sheds a tear. In elvish, he says, "To the mothers
and fathers you go, sir. Peace upon you." He looks at Alex with empathy and
sympathy in his eyes. To her, he says, "Not lost. I'm not certain whom he
might have been, but he was important, I can tell by your reaction..." He
seems to grope in his mind for the right words..."and those most important
never die. They live on in memories. He lives on in you." With that, he
moves over to his gear, trying to hide his own pain, unsure what to do about
Almost to himself, he mutters, "Save them all."
----- Original Message -----
From: "Kitsune" <kitsunefx at netzero.com>
To: "The Tao of Cow Rifts PBEM" <taocowpbem at zork.net>
Sent: Monday, November 01, 2004 8:24 PM
Subject: Re: [Taocow PBEM] The Broken Mirror of the Past - Chapter I -
> Aaron Clausen wrote:
> >The old man smiles weakly. "Alex... good to see you." he says, his voice
> >almost too weak to be heard. "I see a light, Alex, a beautiful light. A
> >woman's voice calls to me. But there is darkness. It crossed over with
> >K'zul... K'zul was part of it... The lady says it seeks to wage a great
> >war... kill many, enslave rest... Must be stopped..."
> >St. Pierre gasps, his eyes closing and his breathing becoming weaker.
> >medic goes to move between Alex and Rod, "This man has to be operated on
> >St. Pierre grabs Alex's arm with surprising strength. "Seek out the
> >of Rath-iren... And beware, there..." For a moment St. Pierre stops
> >breathing. Then he takes in a great gulp of air, "There is a traitor, a
> >servant of dark things aboard. More I cannot... Ah! Goodbye dear Alex,
> >thank you..."
> >St. Pierre's eyes close, he takes a final raspy breath, and then his hand
> >falls away from Alex's arm. "Goddamn!" the medic cries, pushing past
> >pulling out a small black handheld computer. After a moment he shakes
> >head. "I'm sorry, your friend has passed away."
> Alex does not know why but she quickly writes down the name of 'Temple
> of Rath-iren' although she does not really know why. Clearly seen in her
> eyes are tears. Her hands shake as she goes to touch his face and closes
> his eyes slowly. She brushes his hair away away from his forehead and
> kisses him on the forehead. Her tears drip down onto him. She sobs, "So
> far and so much fighting and we lose him."
> "He that would make his own liberty secure must guard
> even his enemy from oppression; for if he violates
> this duty, he establishes a precedent that will
> reach to himself."
> Thomas Paine
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