Rose thought harder then she ever had before. She was consintrating. Focousing all her mind on her task. For awhile she had wondered what she could do. Then she remembered her elven heritage. She knew that elves could somtimes speak through the mind. And now she was trying to reach someone, anyone from her friends vessils.
She kept the same message in her mind. Thinking it over and over: "I'm trapped on the ship, what's the plan? I'm trapped on the ship, what's the plan?"
[ June 18, 2002: Message edited by: Rose Cotton ]
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"There's nothing you can do, Harry... nothing... he's gone."-Remus Lupin
"The closer we are to danger, the further we are from harm."-Pippin (now how can you argue with that logic?)
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