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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:02 pm
But she is gone. Not a trace of her remains. Sometimes ends are not so neatly tied off. But the world goes on. Civilizations rise and fall, come and go. One Goddess of Life has vanished into the mists of time, this author wonders who will take her place.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:10 pm
*Kero nods, though he is disappointed...he could have used her help....and he goes inside, pulls out his sword, and plunges it in to the floor of his entrance hall, unwatched, he ends the oath*
Oathbreaker we judged her, and oathbreaker she was. Her time has ended, her essence gone...as the mage of the oath, I ended the war...Oathbreaker she was, but is no more...I forgive her, for her crimes.
*Rises, hoping she finds peace in whatever life is there for her...or whatever her next life is...and goes to a rift, checking up on Tam, and jumping through so as to have a talk with him*
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:15 pm
He finds Bez working on a pair of cradles in the shade of a broad oak tree. He is decorating the simple but sturdy constructions with elaborate carvings of animals and birds. Tam is no where to be found.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:18 pm
*Kero taps Bez*
Hey...where's Tammy?
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:22 pm
Bez jumps, startled half out of his wits. "Don't do that." he growls with an uneasy laugh. "Ai's sleeping. Whacha want?" he replies sucking a finger on his left hand. A drop of crimson stains the cradle and he quickly rubs it off.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:23 pm
*Kero holds out a finger and heals the cut*
I swore I'd be here for the birth...by my clock, it should be close...why two?
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:29 pm
"Didn't he tell you? No, I guess not... we really haven't been keeping in touch with anyone. We had thought there was only one, but a few months ago, we began to see signs that we were wrong."
He looks up as he runs a hand over the last of his carvings, seeking anything rough so he can smooth it out. He laughs softly "He's huge by the way. Wait until you see him."
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:30 pm
*Kero chuckles*
I can't wait...how long will he be asleep?
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:35 pm
Bez shrugs. "He should be getting up soon. Never sleeps too long. Finds it hard to get comfortable. Take the weight off yer feet and tell me what's happening out yer way until he does, why don't ye."
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:38 pm
*So Kero pulls a comfy armchair out of the Void...then pulls another one for Bez...and one for Tam, when he gets up...and tells his stories of the days that have gone by...ending up by telling him a fear of his*
So...was I wrong in forgiving her, do you think?
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:42 pm
Bez's face is grim. "Kerobian, why hasn't anyone come to tell us that Tam's sister died?" he demands angrily.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:44 pm
*Kero sighs*
Because I am the only one who knows how to find you...and I couldn't come...I was wracked with grief...and would have made things a lot worse...and I must ask you not to tell him until after the birth...Grief has strange effects on a womb...
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:47 pm
"Tell me what?" comes Tam's voice from nearby. He waddles into view. It is the only way to describe how he walks for he is enormous.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:50 pm
*Kero is shocked at how big he is, but he regains his composure quickly*
Tam...please trust me...I promise I'll tell you later...but not right now, okay? Please trust me on this one. So when are you due?
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:56 pm
Tam hobbles to the free chair and sits down with a sigh of relief. "Soon, I hope. We were basing it on a human pregnancy, but I"m not human, so I think we are off by a bit. All I know is I can't take much more of this. These two fight like cats and dogs." As if to emphasis his words the robe he is wearing jumps beneath his hand. He grimaces and rubs the area gingerly. "Settle down, you two... " he grumbles with a grin.
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