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Posted by Kakumei on 11/14/2008, 12:48 am, in reply to "-When the attacks begin-"
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((and now we switch from Queen to 30stm.
wow, Kakumei, cheer up!))
Seraphim. A strange name. He had never heard it. He knew of several people: Tazendre, for example, was his great-grandfather. He was, at best, a poor representation of a great bloodline. He had also heard of Cay, who was slowly clawing her way to somewhere. He met her once; they spoke briefly. He killed each of her children in some ritualistic manner and she thanked him for the deed, saying she would repay him someday. He had met a she-wolf that mentioned a tiger named Dagmir, but he had learned nothing else of that.
But he did not know of a Seraphim. He scowled. He already hated this spirit. The dead were dead and should stay dead. He shivered and retorted, "Why are you here? And why do you ask me of some brute of which I do not know?" The thought of Sekmehnt being right was harsh enough. Kakumei's pride was at stake; that was more important than anything to him.
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