Monday, January 23, 2006

Upheaval

Knowing lifelong what path lie before her, she had been readied for dispatch to her new world. The painstaking ahns of preparation, training, studies were now to pay off. Though a series of ill fated events would turn it all upside down. Created as a gift for a ubar, it was the belief that he would reign for decades ... centuries, in one solitary moment of tyranny, he had been cut down. The end of an era became the turning point of a journey. The creator having been paid well no longer had interest of what became of his art, the investor believing his gift had been accepted sought new adventures elsewhere, the guards given their coin now felt the dilemma of what to do with the girl. A design without implementation, a purpose without destination, this was the woman's world for the moment.

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