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Post by Roy on Aug 10, 2005 21:24:56 GMT -5
"Because someone like me could never become someone like him" he noticed she was getting closer "He was...overpowering. He blinded me with his radiance, I lived in the shadows filled with jealousy" he looked at her smiling weakly.
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Post by LonelyCheza on Aug 10, 2005 21:35:27 GMT -5
Leera's face was indifferent. Wow... that must've been frustrating... She gazed down at the sand and began playing with it with her fingers. "So what happened to him..." She said quietly, staring at a small shell half-buried in the sand.
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Post by Roy on Aug 10, 2005 22:10:57 GMT -5
"I killed him" he said.
*flashback*
"...I didn't want to appear before you here in the role of Zephil...I, the piteous victim brother the fiendish villan..." a nine year old Zephil soaked in blood holding a knife.
"It was all an act-high drama for you all, to suit this grand occasion." he is crying while laughing
"You lie...Zephil was...my friend was kind and caring. He was a good person...you are not!" a little boy shouted. "You're a the ghost! My brother is gone, and you are liar! You are trying to trick me, trying to confuse me!"
Zephil is crying, a sad expression covering his face "...Bye bye big brother"
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Post by LonelyCheza on Aug 10, 2005 22:22:26 GMT -5
Leera stared at the sand, a kind of numb feeling washing over her body. She turned over on her side, facing away from Zephil. In a small, choked voice she replied, "I understand your feelings..." She stared at the sand for a while... just staring...
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Post by Roy on Aug 11, 2005 16:26:43 GMT -5
"This was supposed to be place I could run to" he whispered "But here..." he stood up and began to walk away "I keep running as well"
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Post by LonelyCheza on Aug 11, 2005 16:35:20 GMT -5
Leera sat up, a little suprised. "...This was supposed to be a place I could hide too..." She looked at him, just a quick glance. "But... I can't seem to leave... this place... this place!" Anger roared up inside her as she thought of how she struggled to get away... a whole week... and she ended up sick and hurt, needing shelter. So she turned back to this place. This place... Her anger slowed and she stared at the ground. "I hate it here..."
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