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Post by Surma on Nov 6, 2003 20:15:54 GMT -5
"Jumala.....killed......m.....my father......but how about my mother...what happend to her."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 6, 2003 20:19:43 GMT -5
Mortis:
"This is a touchy subject, I shouldn't have mentioned it. Jumala only killed your father in self defense, you should know. Your father turned on Jumala and would have killed him. I don't know why. He just lost control of himself. That was the day your mother died....he...I mean....I shouldn't say this..... Your father killed your mother when he lost control of his power." Mortis said as he bowed his head in sadness.
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Post by Surma on Nov 6, 2003 20:27:36 GMT -5
When Surma heard those words,he was suprised.
Surma said,"Excuse me Mortis....I need to be alone for awile."Surma than walked away with a sad face..
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 6, 2003 20:31:32 GMT -5
Mortis:
Mortis watched as his young master, Surma walked away sadly. He regret telling Surma the truth about his parents. Mortis hated to see his master suffer. There had been too much suffering in Surma's life already.
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Post by Surma on Nov 6, 2003 20:35:11 GMT -5
"Father......why did you do this to me....you killed mother and you killed yourself....you made me feel so
alone."
Surma than looked at the sky with confusion and anger.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 6, 2003 20:38:25 GMT -5
Mortis stretched his black wings and refolded them. He was not sure whether or not he should speak to Surma. He worried that maybe his young master would fall victim to his father's fate. Afterall, Surma destroyed an entire galaxy when he fought his brother. Those sort of actions were not the actions of a good and well meaning god.
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Post by Surma on Nov 6, 2003 20:44:21 GMT -5
When Surma looked at the sky,He felt like he wanted to run away.But instead of running away,he just stood frozen with tears dripping from his cheeks to the ground.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 6, 2003 20:48:50 GMT -5
Mortis:
"It is okay to cry master Surma, even gods need to cry. What happened was a tragedy which can not be changed. Death is no less painful to the immortals than it is to the mortals. That is why when you kill, you must do so with care and love. Death is a delicate thing," Mortis says.
Three black butterflies drift by. The smallest lands on Surma's shoulder.
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Post by Surma on Nov 6, 2003 20:56:11 GMT -5
When the black and yet smallest butterfly landed on Surma,he touched it realy gently and
it flew away."......Even if mortals die with alot of pain,they're reborned with joy."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 6, 2003 21:00:31 GMT -5
Mortis:
The butterfly flew toward the black sun, which shed its dark marroon light on Surma's home.
Mortis sighed as it drifted higher and higher.
"You are very profound, Master."
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Post by Surma on Nov 6, 2003 21:11:01 GMT -5
"Thanks for the complement Mortis.........I'd like to go to the park..I wonder if it
changed."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 6, 2003 21:15:37 GMT -5
Mortis:
"As you desire, Master," Mortis says as he walks Surma to the park. The park is more of a large garden with three fountains. All of the flowers in the park are black and purple. The most beautiful of all are dark, velvety purple and black Irises.
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Post by Surma on Nov 6, 2003 21:21:47 GMT -5
"-sniff-sniff-sigh-the place is fresh and beutiful,just like along time ago.."
Surma than picked up flowers while Mortis was watching."Why don't you come and pick up flowers also Mortis?"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 6, 2003 21:25:11 GMT -5
Mortis:
"Yes sir, as you wish,"Mortis said.
Mortis picked a boquet of black and purple pansies. He felt a little awkward picking flowers, but he was always glad to please his master.
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Post by Surma on Nov 6, 2003 21:42:28 GMT -5
Surma than smiles for his first time in his life."I hope your having fun Mortis."
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