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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 4:08 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 7:16 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2008 5:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 6:11 am
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 9:09 pm
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Kale's eyes shot open, startled, his mind running with the nightmare he had just awoken from. It was a memory of the children that had died in the fire he had started years earlier. The children he had killed. Murdered. Tears slid silently down his cheeks, his body shaking with the silent sobs from the pain the memories awoke in him.
He reached into his bag, pulling out a candle, a matchbook, and a knife. setting the candle in its bronze holder, he placed it outside of the tent. Striking the match, he listened to its hiss for a moment longer, and then lit the candle aflame. Staring at the burning match, he watched as it burnt down to his fingers. He quickly put it out. sitting up slowly, so as not to awake Eliala, he kneeled before the candle, knife and hands in his lap. Staring at the flame, his head bowed, he raised his left sleeve, exposing the many crisscrossing scars there, one for each month since the burning of the children. Today was the aniversary of that horrific night. Taking the knife in hand, he drew it across the exposed flesh, marking the sixty-ith month. He barely winced at the pain. He ignored the stream of blood that fell down his arm, dropping to the ground to be absorbed by the earth.
After a minute, he whiped the blade clean, and put it back in his bag. His mind did not register that the Boa was gone, and he did not care. Pulling out a bandage, he expertly bound the gash, without blinking once. This was the ritual he had done ever since that terrible night. Kale ran his fingers over the other scars, remembering those nights. He stayed this way for a long while, bearing a silent prayer for forgiveness to the cherubic souls above.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 5:23 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 5:54 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 7:20 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 7:43 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 7:51 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:45 pm
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