The hall was dark. The low light of the glowbulb suddenly flickered. The shadows coagulated into Ishamael's form. Gingerly, he knelt down beside her crying form. He said nothing, and simply let her cry.
It was good for her to release some of the pent-up emotions associated with her tribulations. Hopefully, she would rebound successfully from this.
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Date: 2006-09-17 09:22 pm (UTC)It was good for her to release some of the pent-up emotions associated with her tribulations. Hopefully, she would rebound successfully from this.