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*She held him in her eyes, every word drifting into her mind like a song. A tragic lonely song.* His voice, "You know, I've told you the truth, you know his intentions, yet you seem paralyzed to break free from his hold on you. *holding her face in his rough but gentle hand and wiping a cheek with his finger* I have to let you go, it kills me to see you sacrifice yourself to that monster, but it's out of my hands...."

LB: " I....*looking into his eyes, asking from her soul for him to sweep her up, save her from herself...whispering 'kiss me' in her mind, breathing with an ache in her heart...* I can't...."

*she folds herself against his chest, so warm...so strong. One last time to take him in, his scent, the warmth, the beating of a heart she knows she won't feel again. Backing away..looking back into those eyes, feeling him draw her to him, clinging to her.*

"I have to go......*she turns away quickly as not to let him see her cry*" Be happy"

*a few steps and she feels the hand on her shoulder* His voice..."Stay" *he turns her to him, holds her tight in his arms and slowly...moves his lips to her's, her eyes close,,their first kiss, she breathes him in.......*

*CLAAANG Clang*

*shaken awake*"What! What!" *rubbing her eyes sadly waking* * a cow looks over the hill she follows it's gaze..and shivers a little*

"Hmmm feels a little like someone walking on my grave. *l* and a little like Demon, Couldn't be though...he's...*listening to the wind and catching a small breath of Black Suede* I'll be darned....The ole Boy's back in the neighborhood!"

*she gathers her Bovine and heads down to the Inn...stopping for a minute to feel a strange, oddly female presence...squinting around the field she sees nothing..and continues on*

LadyBlak
30 April 2001

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