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Ransom · 09-01-2002, 07:38 PM

Ransom took her advice. The very act of attempting to sit up had sent a wave of dizziness dancing through his head. Elwyn seemed to tower over him as she stood, disappearing for a moment. Ransom took the time to slowly think over his logic for taking a vacation to this area. Most of the reasons involved good food and rest, a perfect illustration of his planning skills. Elwyn returned, holding a canteen. Ransom's mind flickered back to his childhood, when his parents had told him of the Valkyries, the female warriors that took the souls of the slain to heaven. How his mother had scolded his father for filling his mind with 'useless knowledge'.

Now, he could swear that his father had seen...

His musings were interrupted by Elwyn as she slowly poured water into his parched mouth. "Do not drink too quickly, Ransom. Too much will make you sick."

Nodding his thanks, he settled back down, intending to sleep. Oh how he prayed that Bulvard would return soon...

[ September 02, 2002: Message edited by: Ransom ]

09-01-2002, 07:38 PM	#11
Ransom Wight Join Date: Aug 2002 Location: Some randomn dorm in Pittsburgh Posts: 231	Ransom took her advice. The very act of attempting to sit up had sent a wave of dizziness dancing through his head. Elwyn seemed to tower over him as she stood, disappearing for a moment. Ransom took the time to slowly think over his logic for taking a vacation to this area. Most of the reasons involved good food and rest, a perfect illustration of his planning skills. Elwyn returned, holding a canteen. Ransom's mind flickered back to his childhood, when his parents had told him of the Valkyries, the female warriors that took the souls of the slain to heaven. How his mother had scolded his father for filling his mind with 'useless knowledge'. Now, he could swear that his father had seen... His musings were interrupted by Elwyn as she slowly poured water into his parched mouth. "Do not drink too quickly, Ransom. Too much will make you sick." Nodding his thanks, he settled back down, intending to sleep. Oh how he prayed that Bulvard would return soon... [ September 02, 2002: Message edited by: Ransom ] __________________ "The blood of the dead mixes with the the flowing sand and grants more power to the killer."--Gaara of the Desert