2005-09-07 - 3:10 p.m.
Empty and lost , the Phantom stumbled along places and paths that seemed familiar. Only the people have been changed to protect the innocent. Where was this strange land? Head was foggy and heart was breaking. Such trama that all the small creatures faded and there was nothing more important than survival AND protecting her young.
If one has never seen a Phantom backed into a corner with her young... it is not a pretty site. She crouches low and her teeth are bared. Her growl is hideous. It is the stuff nightmares are made of.
Where was relief? There was only hope that after the dead one was buried, there would be healing. But what mends a broken heart? What fills the void of a loved one gone?
The old Phantom raised her head on the cloudless, chilly night and howled . The erie sound echoed down the sides of the mountain and now we know why there are no creatures stirring. They were all hiding from things they had never known.
AND she learns to use an Apple computer... the world will never be the same.
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