2005-09-09 - 9:08 p.m.
IT was done. There was no rest. The young ones cried. The Phantom's bones felt like they were melting. She was at a loss. She watched the families and groups of people try to meld. Hate mixed with love is dangerous. They wove around each other and the sparks could have flown at any time to ignite a fire that would never end. She watched her daughters seek the protection of their peers. She felt the beast nearby in the forest. She heard her own heart beating in her ears. The light swam around her. Someone near her started singing songs and they were able to pull away from the hole the the ground. Suddenly a voice said, "Breathe and eat." And so she did. It was done, but where was the rest...
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