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Nauraa let out a faint growl under her breath. As she padded silently across the forest, she thought about how stupid she must be. Even if Kara could best her in battle – with the element of surprise, of course; there's no way a mere silures would win in a fair fight – that was no reason to allow her to storm off. Kara could easily be overwhelmed by sheer strength of numbers, or magic, or… Why was she even worried? Why should she care about a silures, of all things? She should be fighting against the silures tribe, for pity's sake! Except, Nauraa knew she cared. Whether or not it was reasonable or rational did not matter any

Victor's still body, deep in peaceful slumber lay in front of me. I should be seeing him as naught but a meal; an exquisite banquet for one such as myself. Yet something compelled me to continue watching him. As if reading my thoughts, Avantis strode in through the only door. He was the product of my weakness - my mercy - the last time. He knelt down on the floor next to me, and I could not help but compare him to the slumbering Victor. He, like me - and so unlike Victor - was cold. Cold skinned, cold hearted, cold demeanour. Once, I thought him beautiful. I must have killed that part of him off. I think Victor is beautiful now. How long w

In another lifetime, we strolled through wonderland, you and I. We marvelled at the majestic nigra ancient; surounded by it's curtains of green. We talked of scowling caterpillers, bitter coffee and day-old lillies. Their fiery petals amongst the fiery sky. We built an imaginary future, so close that we could taste the strawberries and cream. The coming summer afternoons, filled with scarlet ink and reams of paper. There was a little girl, lost with talk of rampant dogs through tall grass, bushes with pale faces. Beautiful views that could not be seen surrounded us, in the forced blank beauty of the ageless gardens. Teacups and saucers wo

"Do you need help?" "I'm fine," Meg stammered, a light blush on her cheeks. Meg did know what she was doing, despite evidence to the contrary. She was stood in a gaming shop, being addressed by a teenaged shop assistant. Having been an avid gamer since early childhood, she knew exactly where her target was. "Just give me a shout if you change your mind!" She remembered the days when female gamers were frowned upon, because they were not real gamers. Meg chuckled to herself, remembering how shocked her male friends had been when she completely thrashed them on Metroid. Meg made a beeline for the DS shelves, noting with disgust the onslaug