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[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Cy is in Ammy's forest. And by 'in' I mean way the hell up in a tree, poised over the stream. And yes, she's still on a poetry kick.]

...but even on that last day, when the light of life departs,
the wretches are not completely purged of all the taints,
nor are they wholly freed of all the body's plagues.
Down deep they harden fast—they must, so long engrained
in the flesh—in strange, uncanny ways. And so the souls
are drilled in punishments, they must pay for their old offenses...

[She looks very unhappy about something, and paces back and forth on the branch while she recites.]

Comments

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

They'll all stroke the pretty skin, but show them the blood and they bolt!

[lamb_of_gold]

Yes, many people avoid the truth. [Totally starting to climb the tree]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Backing away toward the end of the branch.] This is in defiance of all previous agreements, you're invading the space-bubble, going to send it all down into the atmosphere!

[lamb_of_gold]

I don't recall making such an agreement with you, little one.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[GAH HE'S COMING CLOSER. Backing up more. She's almost at the end of the branch now.]

[lamb_of_gold]

Shh, [Hand out] Don't fall.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[NOT THE HAAAND. Oops falling.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Epic teleport catch goes here]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[CAUGHT'D. And not very happy about it.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Pulls his chuba back on properly and lets her sit in the warm wooly lining]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[...o.o Fuzzy.]