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Azurite feels a tingling sensation in her fingers and toes. Her eyelids are heavy, and refuse to open. Her head still buzzes, but she is alive. She swallows hard, trying to relieve her parched throat. The meeting with Shaire is but a blur. She remembers walking into the clearing in the forest, the brief exchange of words, and the ceremony. She remembers plunging Chael's dagger deep into her heart, and longing for the sure death that would ensue.

Shaire could have killed her then, without even having a single drop of blood on her hands, but she didnt. Tired and drained, unable to think about past or future Azurite drifts into sleep once more, oblivious to the woman, Shaire who will care for her as the next days and nights blur together to become one.

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Note Number:	41	Author:	Azurite
Date:	Fri Jul 12, 2002; 05:22:25	To:	All
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Azurite feels a tingling sensation in her fingers and toes. Her eyelids are heavy, and refuse to open. Her head still buzzes, but she is alive. She swallows hard, trying to relieve her parched throat. The meeting with Shaire is but a blur. She remembers walking into the clearing in the forest, the brief exchange of words, and the ceremony. She remembers plunging Chael's dagger deep into her heart, and longing for the sure death that would ensue. Shaire could have killed her then, without even having a single drop of blood on her hands, but she didnt. Tired and drained, unable to think about past or future Azurite drifts into sleep once more, oblivious to the woman, Shaire who will care for her as the next days and nights blur together to become one.