Re: A Queen's Panic atten: Andronda/Foreth.

Jerzy Tobin

Gradually logic and sense was returning to the panicking Queen. Her screams came down a number of decibels and the Caverns were no longer deafening. Her eyes still whirled fast, but she was slowly starting to listen.
Good! Good. That Foreth was beginning to calm even a little was good
headway for the younger gold. She didn't let up an ounce on the
sendings of calm and reassurance, least Foreth slip into complete
panic again.

((Yours is being helped, Foreth, she is. Mine is there to help, also.
But what about you? Do you need help also? What can we do to help

"Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the goal of arriving safely
in a prettily preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways in a
shower of gravel and party shards, thoroughly used, utterly exhausted,
and loudly proclaiming: "F*** ME, that Rocked!!" -unknown

Whizzy: Jerzy
Aim: Yue146

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