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- Posted: Mon, 05 Jul 2004 06:45:14 +0000
WolfGoddess16
((thats okay. ur a good writer. its a good story))
*still on the floor to weak 2 stand she screamed as the younger her screamed in her memory*
*still on the floor to weak 2 stand she screamed as the younger her screamed in her memory*
He closed his eyes tightly, thinking that he was back in the foreign memory. He hated that scream, that vein-bursting scream. He opened his eyes, realising that it was the women in front of his cage that was screaming. Oh god, it was her dream, her...memory. He hung his head, his sweat covered hair falling in front of his eyes. What had he done? Slowly, he started to fall sideways. No strength left in him, he collapsed, hitting his head on the bars and knocking himself unconcious. The last thing he saw before he blacked out, was a pair of deep red eyes, glaring at him from the distance. And that stuck in his mind like super glue, for he knew they were his own eyes. He had killed that little girl's father, the mistress' father, who now lay unconcious in front of his cage. Kadir...was a murderer. Of course, he knew that immediatly when his own father turned him into a werewolf. He was a murderer by his curse, the one given to him by his own blood.