Subject: Re: [Dagger] [Porc] Jemalas commits an act of love Date: Wed, 12 Aug 1998 22:27:05 -0400 From: Mad Madam Mimm To: dagrfall@ods.com The spear had blown clear through my chest. I dropped to the ground, coughing up my life blood. Ditrabella's face blanched and she faded back to Sovere. I fell onto my back, staring up at the stars. I heard the companions saying something, but I did not care. I felt the warm curtain of oblivion settling over me again. I jumped forward as Jemalas collapsed, already reaching out to try to heal the wound through his chest. His strange body stucture mad it difficult, but I was helped by the fact that before all of this puishment he had been a healthy Sidhe. I concentrated at hard as I could, dimly aware of Catris crying again in the background. I wondered, with a tiny, unoccupied corner of my mind, who the strange woman was- she had looked like a farily normal Sidhe, but she felt like something altogether different, although I wasn't sure what. Jemalas had something else to explain now. Finally, I finished what healing I could. He would probably live, as long as a healer tended him every day, and as long as he was well-cared for and kept still and preferably unconscious. I rose and said to those gathered arouns me, "Jemalas will live, if we choose to let him live, if he is given the best of care and kept unconscious and quiet. I believe that we must now discuss smong ourselves and come to a decision as to what will be his fate, so that we can wither let him die or nurse him back to health. Please, in an orderly fashion, state your opinions and your reasons." I looked at the assembled people and waited. Raven