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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Jun 25, 2008 6:45:08 GMT -5
"You're proof of that, Mister Angel." Zedria said, shedding a tear as she looked on to Torga.
Zedria gently set the statue down on the cabinet shelf, then turned back to Torga. "Aren't... you... here to take my life...?"
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Jun 25, 2008 6:55:58 GMT -5
"You wish me to kill you?" Torga asked, puzzled. "You're not afraid?"
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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Jun 25, 2008 7:37:02 GMT -5
"...why would I be afraid?" Zedria asked.
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Jun 25, 2008 8:02:42 GMT -5
"People fear death." Torga explained. "Your fellow villagers for example. They either fought back or tried to flee."
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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Jun 25, 2008 8:19:05 GMT -5
"I've lived in terrible condition all of my life..." Zedria explained. "Some mornings, I'm too sore to even walk around the house. At night, the pain gets so severe... I scream and beg for death to come, yet it never does."
"That's why... you're like an angel to me."
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Jun 25, 2008 9:39:06 GMT -5
"An angel?" Torga replied. "No, I'm a demon."
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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Jun 25, 2008 9:57:53 GMT -5
"You're here with me now, that's all that matters." Zedria said, still smiling. She suddenly gripped her chest and fell to her knees, coughing. "Please... take me away..."
She then collapsed on the floor, unconscious.
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Jun 25, 2008 10:02:07 GMT -5
"Kill you? What's the point if you won't fight back or run?" Torga said. He picked up her unconcious body with one arm and carried her out of the house.
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