>The shy, yet radiating smile that so easily came by him. Even his >cheeks begin to flush faintly as he realized he'd been staring at her as >he seems to be drawn out of a reverie. "Hello, Dusk. He said her name, outloud, to her face. She could have danced, sang, and thrown her arms around him. But she could not, not now. The amulet against her chest burns like the heat inside her soul, and a tiny layer of darkness is peeled away. As if she had been hiding at the center of an onion, and this was the start to reaching the good parts. To her own face comes a smile, almost warm it its' own way. However, the moment is hazed when she remembers the rules. Rules she must abide by or all this work, all her lifetime of eons was ruined. It could all be tossed away with one breathe. But she did not want him to leave, not yet. So, she steps forward, just one step. Raising a slender hand, the one free of his brush, she makes a tiny waving motion, as if to say hello. Oh how she wanted to speak to him, to let him know her real voice. But wanting something, and knowing the outcome, makes the wanting less tempting. ________________________ PW Secret dreams ride on poets wings... http://members.nbci.com/poetswings/ _________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com. Share information about yourself, create your own public profile at http://profiles.msn.com. -- To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to: [EMAIL PROTECTED] with "unsubscribe dragontales" in the body of the message.
