Mourning Dawn
Wednesday, December 5th, 2007
Boann: *her eyes are red and swollen with sobbing, a mask of
Boann: grief is her tear streaked face*
Boann: *her steps even but weak, she tries in vain to pull
Boann: herself to her full height*
Boann: *surveying the presense of the curious, or mocking, she
Boann: breaths deeply*
Boann: *for the first time she lifts her eyes to those gathered
Boann: proudly* (more…)