From:	Ulrike Ulrike@*************.com
Subject:	[Challenge] Focus [1/1]
Date:	Tue, 13 Apr 1999 23:53:01 +0200

I was created - born, you can say.
But not whole yet, still sleeping.
Until I felt the warmth flow through my orichalcum veins, I started
to dream, almost aware.
I dreamed about the world of cold stone and metal, glowing life and -
her. We are linked, she gives me warmth, sensations whilst I rest
comfortable within her presence.

Danger! In a flash I'm awake. Desperation, rage. Magic fire burns.
Pain.
Determination. We merge, are one being, more than the sum of two
parts. Seeing more than the physical world, drawing the whirling energy
around us, forming it, forging a weapon and willing the bright missile
to hurt the lurking presence of the enemy. Oh, the extasy of the moment
-being whole with her and with magic. Deflecting the counterattack,
sending death again, crushing the enemy. Triumph.
Satisfaction. We look for nearest candlelike sparks. Friends. Some
are weak, flickering. We feed their fire until they burn bright and
steady. Contendment.

I'm dreaming again, about that what was and will be, waiting to be
whole again - with her, with magic.

~Ulrike
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