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	      <title><![CDATA[part10]]></title>
	      <link>http://punkyfish.buzznet.com/user/journal/2909021/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[I hugged Frey’s cloak around me tightly then marched back to my room, blotting out every single thought. I sighed with relief that Ariadne wasn’t there, I didn’t want to say a thing to anyone . The minute I got to my bedroom, I changed into my night gown, then slipped under the cold covers. The wind was now howling outside. I felt so sorry for Frey that tears were still slipping down my cheeks. The light from my little stove gave the room an eerie glow. I fiddled with my fingers. Suddenly I jumped and screamed as I felt a hand  suddenly on my shoulder. ‘Woah! It’s just me. calm stay.... calm’ Laughed Loki. I let out a sigh of relief  then stared at his face and said very clearly ‘Fuck off’. Even though the room was very dim I could see him perched on my bed, his dark blue eyes shining. ‘hey, don’t act like that..’ he whispered. ‘Act like what!!! You’re one to talk you prick!’ I slammed my head back in my pillow. ‘God you gave me a fright!’ I hissed nudging his arm. I saw his pearly white teeth as he ginned. ‘...sorry...’ he pouted. ‘Look there’s something I need to tell you...’ he whispered, his voice now sounding serious. I left my stomach lurch. ‘Well at least get in arms reach so I can slap you .’ I mumbled sitting up. Loki chewed up his lip and stared down at the bed sheets. ‘I’m sorry... I am so so sorry. I regret everything I said, so much. It’s just this thing with my brother.....’ I felt sudden rage in my heart ‘He already told me what happened!’ I spat. Loki sat up, rather suprised. ‘Oh well... like he cares..’ he sighed running a hand through his hair. I could hardly belive what he was saying. I was so shocked I didn’t say a thing. But, a thought came into my mind. ‘Loki... How long have you been here for?...I’  sneered crossing my arms. ‘Uhm.. since you got undressed?’ he grinned. ‘You are a cheeky wazit!’ I gasped my mouth wide open. ‘Cheap dishonest shit!’ I jumped again as he pushed me down suddenly onto the bed, But before I could say a word he moved down to my mouth and kissed me passionately.He pulled me closer to him ' don’t judge me, you don't even know me.' he hissed, ‘let me go you looser!.’ I snapped. I yanked at his grip ‘just don’t talk to me like that!’ he snarled. I grabbed for my knife which I kept under my pillow. I held up the long thin knife which glinted in the moonlight, and held it up against him his chest. ‘Let me go.’ I hissed again. He stared me right in the eye and said nothing. Before my brain had a chance to think I stabbed the knife forward. I gasped as blood started to soak into his shirt and run down his chest. He didn’t say a word. He only winced and just kept staring at me with his dark eyes. He suddenly reached for the knife,yanked it out then  slammed it on the mattress, splattering bloos all over the white sheets. still staring at me. He didn’t seem at all bothered that there was blood all over his white hands. Seeing I had made a huge mistake I lunged to push past him but he grabbed my wrists and shoved me backwards . I hit him and scratched at him but he was a lot stronger and pushed me off. I held onto his hair but he twisted my arm and threw me over. We struggled until he had me pinned down with both my wrists above my head. I thrashed my head and tried to bite. But he gripped my wrists tighter and lay down on top of me and lay inbetween my legs. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. 'Hey... don't cry..' he said worriedly about to wipe it from my cheek. I turned my face suddenly .I couldn't face him anymore, not what after what happened at the ball.]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>punkyfish</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-08-24T09:34:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[part 9]]></title>
	      <link>http://punkyfish.buzznet.com/user/journal/2908951/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[I felt hundreds of eyes stare at me, and voices laugh and sneer. I fought back my tears as best I could and sobbed under my breath. I knew my stepsister would be there in the crowd somewhere laughing at me. 
I ran off. Not to my room, but onto the great balcony under the  huge silver moon and stars. The minute I was out of everyone’s sight I started crying again. I was so confused. I didn't know what was right or what was wrong. How could Loki talk to me like that. I might not be perfect, but I still had feelings. I gripped onto the cold iron railing till my knucles turned white, while sobbing into my arms. I tensed as I felt the folds of a warm cloak fall on my shoulders. ‘Are you alright?’ asked a silky voice gripping my shoulder gently. I looked up expecting to see Loki, apologetic and sorry. My eyes met the same blue steely eyes, but it wasn’t Loki. The stranger laughed when he saw I didn’t recognise him.’Its me! Frey!’ he smiled. It all made sense.  He had Loki’s same voice, but a longer face and softer eyes and of course beautiful raven black long hair. ‘Frey!’ I cried lunging forward and hugging him tightly. ‘Woah! hey it’s ok!’ he said softly, lifting my chin and giving me a smile. I gave a sob and leant my head against his chest. ‘I see Loki hasn’t changed much’ he sighed sorrowfuly. ‘He acted like he hardly recognised you..’ I sobbed and hugged Frey’s warm body tight. Frey let out a sad moan ‘We had a huge fall out...’ he sighed. I saw out the corner of my eye his big dark eyes were getting teary. ‘I thought you guys were the best of friends.’ I whimpered, I couldn’t ever think they could fall out, they did everything togther. ‘Well, when I was away fighting...’ Frey stammered biting his lip ‘I had a girlfriend in a nearby village. I went back to her house early, and, well...he was there and you can have a guess what they were up to..’. He blurted out the last sentence so quietly, it obviously caused him a lot of pain to say it. ‘Oh Frey... ‘I said mournfully taking his soft white face in my hands.  Frey had always been such a strong person. He hardly ever cried when we were younger, but now I saw a side to him which few ever saw. Tears started to run down his thin cheeks and he blinked them away fiercely as if they burned his face. ‘Well.... at least it’s over now..’ I said comfortingly, stroking his cheek with my finger tips. He gave me a sad smile and nodded, then leant forward and muzzled into my neck. ‘You’re so kind to me Vladira..’ he sighed ‘I’m sorry I put ice in your bath when I was younger..’ I couldn’t help but laugh tearily, thankfully he did the same. ‘Anyway, I better get back to the ball, since it is for me’ he groaned kicking at the floor with his boots. ‘It’s nice to see you again Frey’ I said shyly, knowing I was gonna blush. ‘It was nice to see you too’ Frey replied, reaching for my hand and giving it a quick kiss before walking  out the door. I gave a sad sigh, Loki was a jerk.]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>punkyfish</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-08-24T09:03:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[part 8]]></title>
	      <link>http://punkyfish.buzznet.com/user/journal/2908941/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[Before I could take a second glance at the figure I was twirled round. Then I caught sight of him again, slightly closer. He had a wistful look on his face, not taking his eyes off me for a second. I looked at him back, I knew his face, but where from?! As he came closer I could make out his face more clearly. He had a finely chisled jaw line and an almost knowing look on his pale face. He had long straight black hair that tumbled down to his slim waist'Your the loveliest here..' Loki suddenly whispered in my ear. I blushed and turned away. . He twirled me round and round and even swung me back in his arm. After the dance he gave me a a little bow then walked me over to the fireplace where drinks were being served. ‘cheers’ he mumbled taking a sip from the glass. 'He likes you. I can tell' he muttered nodding over at the long dark-haired stranger who kept looking over to me. 'And, what if he does?' I sighed. 'Just keep an eye on him' Karl said giving him a hard stare. I walked over to him and he put his arm round my waist tightly. 'You're not jealous? are you?..' I asked cheekily. Staring up into his  stormy eyes. 'Of course not!' he spluttered ‘there is no way in hell you could make me jealous!’ I felt like he’d just smacked me in the face. I bit my lip and tears stung at my eyes ‘Vladira?..’ Loki asked nervously, leaning down to try meet my teary gaze 'So.. you don’t love me.. not even a crush?...' I stammered my voice shaky. I crossed my arms and stared up at him. Loki tossed his black hair and stared at me right back. 'Just because I want to fuck you, doesn’t mean I care about you!' I felt like someone had ripped my heart out. How could he say that. I stood dumbstruck. He just stood there his eyes blazing. He didn't look like he was going to apologise for saying that. Guilt and despair had aroused my desire to fight. My blood was a hot spring and I couldn't take anymore of this. I raised my hand and hit him clear across the cheek. He clutched his face with his white hand and stared down past me. 'Have an excellent ball, your majesty' I snapped before pushing my way through the crowd to the door.]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>punkyfish</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-08-24T09:03:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[part 7]]></title>
	      <link>http://punkyfish.buzznet.com/user/journal/2908931/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[It was so strange being the only noble that looked different, even though I’d lived with it all my life.More than half the inhabitants of our know lands were now Winter people.About  a few centuries ago millions of humans were wiped out by the winter’s SnowStormArmy. Humans have become so rare the remaining are used literally as pets. Other races are dying out too. The elfs live only very far south near the coast, and vampires are virtually extinct. The Winter people had torn the world apart. It couldn’t be long until they started fighting each other. Being powerful in this twisted kingdom is very important. When the king, my stepfather whom I hardly ever see dies, a tournament will start to decide the next ruler. All the noblemen take part, the fights are bloody and ruthless. Loki and Frey’s father was killed in one of these ‘honour’ tournaments, they see it as being acceptable.’Hey, I thought you weren’t gonna turn up..’’ piped up a voice behind me. I had no idea but Loki was literally right behind me, it gave me such a fright I blushed bright red like a fool. ‘Well, here I am’ I whispered staring at the floor. Loki laughed and brushed his raven hair from his steely eyes. ‘A dance?’ he asked taking me by the hand. I loved the rings on his hands. He had one for each finger, or one for each finger he told me once.  I looked over him shyly trying not to catch his gaze. He always wore mainly black, which was a highly respected colour. But tonight he wore a beautiful scarlet velvet frock coat over a loose black tunic, which really flattered his finely toned physique. Imagining what handsome body was under those clothes made me blush even more, so I stared back down at the marble floor. I caught sight of his favourite knee high black boots tucked under a pair of black flares, which emphasised how tall he was. But what I loved most was the little silver hoop in his right ear, which he pierced himself to show off to me when we were kids. I felt so shy and nervous I got my dancing so mucked up. I even stood on one of his his polished black boots at one point, but he found it very funny. ‘Not you’re usual agile self Vladira’ he jeered, giving me a cheeky smile. He pulled me closer towards him. 'Your the loveliest here..' he whispered in my ear. I blushed and turned away. I suddenly caught sight of  a  young man staring at me from across the room by the fireplace.]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>punkyfish</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-08-24T09:02:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[part 6]]></title>
	      <link>http://punkyfish.buzznet.com/user/journal/2904861/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[I walked with short brisk steps quickly down the darkening winding corridors. The servants hadn’t lit the great torches bolted all along the length of the walls, so I could hardly see a metre in front of me. But it didn’t matter. I knew every room and every soul that lived in it, I’d never seen the outside world except from the ever stretching forest that I could see from my tiny bathroom window.Winter people hate art. No paintings or murals hung on the thick stone walls. Apparently art is too influential and dangerous, same with poetry. So I used dozens of flowers to decorate my room,  a different colour for each week. As I drew closer to the great hall I could hear the slight iree echoing of music from down the corridor, as if the great room was humming. As I turned the last corner a pair of great oak doors were opened for me and I was ushered inside before they promptly shut again. The sight was an eyesore to take in. Thousands upon thousands of couples twirled to and fro in time with the playing of the vast orchestra. Under the blaring noise of the music I could hear the mumbling and laughing of voices. Great thick panels of purple velvet hung from the ceiling, making the hall look like in inside of a jewellery box. All the women were tarted up in their best gowns, their black hair piled ever so high. Their faces so thick with white make up their faces would probably melt if they stood too near the great roaring marble fireplace implanted into the mile high walls. I felt my heart twitch as dozens of sneering eyes gazed over me. I sucked in a deep breath and lifted my chin up proudly. I looked beautiful.]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>punkyfish</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-08-23T10:19:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[part 5]]></title>
	      <link>http://punkyfish.buzznet.com/user/journal/2903521/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[There was an  awkward silence that seemed to last hours, finally her funny side disappeared and she stood up and straightened her dress. ‘Well miss’ she said in a vacant tone ‘I came along to tell you, there is a ball tonight you have to attend’ I groaned and buried my head in my black velvet chair cushion. I hated balls. I figured out my step sister actually tries to get people not to dance with me so I feel worse about myself. ‘I’m not going!’ I huffed, hugging my knees and staring down at the stone slab floor. Ariadne tutted and went over to my great wardrobe full of all my gowns. ‘Why not?’ she quizzed, opening the wardrobe door and flicking through the dresses. ‘The women are stupid, and the men are arrogant.. so no thanks..’ I snapped. ‘Loki will be there!’ she sung in a mocking voice ‘he’s different!’ she mimicked.There was nothing I could say, I’d trapped myself. ‘Well whatever..’ I mumbled getting up and walking over to see what ghastly gown she was going to pick out for me tonight. Winter dress is extremely over the top. The darker the colours and the more gold and silver you can pack onto an outfit, the better. In the end the dress looks disgusting. ‘My my, what fairy put this is here’ Ariadne gasped in a  over excited tone. Reaching into the back of the wardrobe she brought out a stunning off the shoulder white dress. It had a silver sash round the waist  and  It almost seem to sparkle, and on a closer inspection I saw it was embroiled with pearls, so many it looked like a cluster of stars! ‘Wow! oh Ariadne you did this didn’t you!” I cried out happily taking the dress from her and hugging it tight. Ariadne laughed ‘Guess I’m not to great at acting suprised then’ she sighed cheerfully.  ‘Oh, what’s the ball for anyway?’ I asked curiously, spinning around the room with my new treasure clutched to me. ‘Well..’ Ariadne said in a knowing way ‘Frey, your dear Loki’s older brother is coming back a war hero. Everyone is gonnna be there. And since everyone will be wearing something dark and weighed down I thought would like something to make you look special’ she smiled. ‘Oh thankyou thankyou thankyou!!!!’ I cried jumping into her arms which made her stumble. Even though she was only five years older than me, she really did mother me. ‘Well come on!’ she laughed you’ll be late, you have an hour!’ We both laughed. I went into the bathroom, got changed into the beautiful garment. It fitted perfectly. I looked into the mirror, it looked amazing!!!!  went back out to Ariadne, who tied the sash. I then had my hair done up and Ariadne’s younger brother ran down to the rose courtyard to get some white roses to be put in my hair. Instead of the usual chalk white thick makeup Winter ladies usually applied, Ariadne put on a lovely light fair coloured foundation and a bit of blush on my cheeks. I felt so happy when I saw the end results in my full length mirror I felt like crying, but I was too scared to ruin Ariadne’s hard work on my makeup. ‘Right!’ Ariadne gasped exhausted. ‘You look a stunner, now go to the that ball and knock him dead!’ she laughed. I gave her a huge hug and a kiss on the cheek before clitter clattering down the echoing corridors to the great hall.]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>punkyfish</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-08-23T02:11:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[part 4]]></title>
	      <link>http://punkyfish.buzznet.com/user/journal/2903401/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[With dreamy eyes I watched him walk over to the door turned round to give me a little smile the walked out into the corridor before clicking the door shut.  I ran my finger tips over my lips and smiled. My first kiss. Well not my first. I used to kiss the stable boys when I was like seven, but that was all silly and childish. That was my first real loving kiss. I dropped down into my chair in a daze. But, somewhere in my mind a storm started to brew over my happy thoughts. Inside my crush for Loki, I felt something rotten. ‘He must act like that to all the girls’  I thought feeling my heart drop mournfully. I was just another addition to a silly line of girls he’s got his way with. Plus, I’m not exactly a dream come true for a Winter man. A beauty here has to be curvy, dark haired, dark eyed and dress the in the best. Being tall, slim, blonde and fair I didn’t stand a chance.  I loathed the people at the palace. Winter people are extremely materialistic. So beauty and power are the things to have, making the men proud and the women vain. But, Loki is different. He treats me like an equal, even if he is a flirt.  I was startled as there was a sudden knocking on my door. ‘Come in!’ I called running my had through my hair and sitting up right. The door creaked open, then Ariadne my maid popped her head round my door. Ariadne is very pretty even in her dull off white servant dress. I was slightly unnerved by a  worried look on her doll like face. There was a pause, it meant that she was going to ask a question which was out of her place to ask since she was a maid. ‘Vladira......’ she mumbled, chewing on her lip slightly ‘was that Loki coming out of your room!?’ she exclaimed her eyes wide. She shut the door violently then took a seat next to me. Her approach was so sudden I couldn’t help but laugh, which seemed to worry her futher. I nodded ‘yes it was Loki’ I replied. Me and Ariadne have been friends for years and we take no notice of the servant/royalty boundaries, another reason why I’m disliked. ‘Oh my, you didn’t....you know...?’ she yapped alarmed, her eyes literally bulging. I burst out laughing at the idea, she laughed too. ‘Jeez, I’m sooo silly about that kinda stuff..’ she moaned shaking her head in her hands shamefully. ‘ No it’s ok’ I giggled ‘ I mean if he came out my room, while hitching up his trousers, well thats one hell of a reason to ask!’. We were almost on the stone floor in the most painful laughter I’ve ever experienced. Suddenly a thought sprang up in Ariadne’s mid and she turned serious. ‘YOu like him, don’t you?’ she sighed in a pityful way. ‘Yes..’ I mumbled, blushing like mad. ‘but he’s different!’ I spluttered, I knew what she was thinking. Ariadne let out an irritated groan and lay back in her chair ‘Sure... whatever..’ she said. I didn’t like her sarcastic tone. ‘Oh come on!!!” I whined ‘he is!!!” Ariadne raised an eyebrow’Hey! It’s guys like Loki who’ve sworn me off man handling’ she ended her sentence with a bit of a lost face. I lent over and gave her a tight hug. ‘Don’t worry, I only LIKE him....’]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>punkyfish</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-08-23T01:35:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[part 3]]></title>
	      <link>http://punkyfish.buzznet.com/user/journal/2900561/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[Named after a trickster god, Loki’s name suited him very well.When he was younger, he and his older brother Frey used to lock me in cupboards, put ice in my bath and burn the flowers in my garden. I’d always end up bursting into tears, and he’d promise never to do what he’d done to upset me ever again, well for at least 5 mintues. Now all the ladies of the court are mad about him. He has raven black hair that frames his milky white skin on his thin white face. He’s always has a casual smirk on his lips which means he’s usually been up to no good and a glint in his stormy blue eyes, he was gorgeous. From a young age my maid Ariadne told me not to get invalved with Loki. He was a troublemaker and apperntly had a way with women. So whenever he talked to me, I’d treat him as nothing, but gradually his charm and funny wit won me over I turned round and gave him a withering look. ‘And why should I be jelous Loki?’ I sighed. He rolled his great dark eyes , jumped out the chair and padded up to me like a cat. ‘Ah, I see your sister with Westri’ he sighed leaning again the windowsill staring down at the couple below.  ‘I mean..’ he paused looking over me saucily ‘she is  very pretty, all the men I talk to want her, adore her even’ I knew Loki was just winding me up but it got to me all the same. ‘Well she’s my STEP sister and I’m not jelous!’ I snapped tossing my curls ‘ besides, she’s a whore, why would I aspire to that!?’ I sighed crossing my arms. ‘Well thats a bit of a nasty thing to say’ Loki laughed teasingly circling me like a predator. ‘Well you’re not much better, apprently you’ve slept with ALL the women here!’ I said coldly turning back to the windowsill scowling. There was an awkward silence as he tip toed around me. I swallowed deeply and clenched my fists as I felt him behind me and whisper softly in my ear ‘apperently, I’ve slept with ALL the women.’ leant forward closer ‘But I can think of one, whom I haven’t had. And whom I dream of having every night.’ I felt my cheeks burn scarlet, and I could feel him smile a dark smile against my ear and his coal black hair on my bare neck. Our tense moment was broken by a shout from the courtyard. ‘Prince loki?! Where are you?!’ Loki spun me around and rolled his eyes. I gazed at his ungodly lovely face. ‘I’m afraid I must leave princess’ he sighed. Before I could answer he bent down and kissed me lightly one the lips. He gently broke away before saying softly’ you’re way more beautiful than Monica’.]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>punkyfish</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-08-22T12:56:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[part 2]]></title>
	      <link>http://punkyfish.buzznet.com/user/journal/2900151/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[You might say being born into the ruling family was lucky, but I feel so alieantaed. Asgard, the palace I’d grown up in and never left is the home to all the royals, noblemen, knights and wizards in the Winter empire.  Thousands live here. But I can hardly speak to a single soul about my Summer culture without a harsh remark thrown back in my face. ‘Jelously, is meant to be the greatest sin, did you know?’ I heard a voice purr from behind me. I jumped and spun round quickly so my gaze fixed on a young handsome face. The young man was resting sideways on his back on my great black ebony chair, his legs carelessly swung over the side. The young man was Loki.]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>punkyfish</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-08-22T12:03:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[part  one :P]]></title>
	      <link>http://punkyfish.buzznet.com/user/journal/2899521/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[‘Love is so trivial’ I spat under my breath scowqling down at her and Westir flirting, once again in the rose courtyard. I gritted my teeth as she let out a playful laugh as Westir leant her again the red rose covered walll before kissing her softly on the lips. I iwsh I looked loke her, my stepsister, Monica. She was stunning, even when we were younger. She hated and still hates me. With long raven locks and seductive big brown eyes not a man in the palace stands a chance. Not to mention her curvy pale perfect body and perfect face. She waqs so perfect on the outside it made me sick. She was so twisted on the inside, only I could see that, not the new toy boy she had every week. I look nothing like her, or anyone else in this palace. You see, years and years agotribes formed from a war. My mother was a princess from a rival tribe. She had come from the summer tribe, who are all almost extinct now. They were tall and fair with thick long golden hair and pale opal blue eyes. I enherited my mothers looks entirely.  My mother died years ago, far too young. She told me before she died the fighting made her ill. The fighting had almost stopped now, for there was hardly anyone left to fight. Loosing my mother devestated me. I had few friends here, and I was treated still as a prize.]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>punkyfish</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-08-22T08:50:00Z</dc:date>
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