Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong

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The conversation takes bare seconds, mind-to-mind, through the soulbond, as their poor subject lies writhing on the table, screaming, poisons tearing through his veins -

Katharine looks up at Arthur and realizes that he knew. All his talk of gentle alchemy, and he knew what this would do. It is far too late now to stop it, to stanch the flood. Arthur's chemicals are destroying their subject's body, and all Katharine can do is follow in their path, lightning-swift healer-touch, shaping pathways, striving for their goal, immortality, restoration of their poor subject's powers.

There are no words, no time for words, just a flood of emotion - Katharine's anguish, her fury, and Arthur blocks her, stoic and sad, knowing that this is unforgivable. "You can do this," he whispers.

The poor Tallart boy screams again as Arthur's poisons reach his brain, and with a cry, Katharine dives in, forcing connections, working faster than she can to save his gifts, to save his life, rude alchemy of blood to poison to power to so much blood...


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bettybaker is blogging for the Breast Cancer 3-Day. She says: “Why am I blogging for The Breast Cancer 3-Day?
Breast cancer happens to friends of mine. Some survive. Some die. Breast cancer sucks.
In November, I'm walking 60 miles in 3 days to benefit breast cancer research. mishfish78 caught me one evening in the middle of a whiskey tasting.
"Wanna walk 60 miles in three days for breast cancer in November?" she asked.
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I woke up the next morning with a hangover and an ominous premonition.
"Oh God, what did I promise?" I rolled out of bed. I went to the computer. I looked at the Breast Cancer 3 Day website. I'm a smart woman. I knew, even in my post-whiskey haze, that I didn't have to go forward with this crazy idea unless I truly wanted to.
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I want to. I whipped out my card and paid the registration fee.
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I'm doing this for the women that I have known who were taken from this world and into the great "yet to come" by breast cancer.
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Tags: blogathon.2007, shayara, shayara.katharine
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