Board Thread:Archive/@comment-24866242-20140520224844

Subject: A Woman's Promise Date: Mon, Sep 8, 1997 10:23 PM From: KatrylleM

She watched father and daughter quietly as she leaned against the doorjamb, arms and ankles crossed, a soft smile playing about her lips. Kat and Ry had always said they would not have children. She had even gone to Kyle to make sure the chances of it never happening would be greater, though not permanent. But, at some weird part of her life, her views had begun to change.

Now, Ry had a daughter and Kat never once hesitated in accepting the child as part of their family, even though the child had been born of another woman. She knew from personal experience how the child felt. She too had been dragged away from all she had known at a very early age and she made Ilrea a silent promise that the girl would *never* suffer the way Kat herself had. It had been two months and she never regretted a second of it.

Subject: A Child's Nightmares Date: Mon, Sep 8, 1997 8:24 PM From: Ryax

Ilrea's her name, she's five years old, and she's scared.

Ryax looks at the sleeping girl. His daughter. He kneels down in front of the bed, leans forward, and rests his arms on its edge. Reaching out to brush some of her hair away from her face he thinks of what she's been through. It's been two months and some nights she still cried herself to sleep. The world, as she knew it, had been horrifyingly and drastically changed. She had been taken from the only home she ever knew and was brought to a place where, she was told, the most vile and terrorizing creatures existed. She was torn from the only person who's ever cared for her by a man she had been taught to fear and hate. She wanted to go home. She wanted to feel safe. She wanted the world she once knew. But all she had, in this horrifying world, full of its vile creatures, was this man. Her father. And she clung to him. She clung to him for dear life, despite all she's been told, he was her only life line. The very man she looked upon with dread. The person she'd been taught to fear, was all she had.

She's only five, her world had been shattered, and she's scared. 