Post by supermanfan on May 9, 2005 13:53:13 GMT -5
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As they headed out Darth still couldn’t get rid of the strange connection he had to MAB. He couldn’t figure out what it was, but it was wonderful. It’s like he could feel her touch even though she wasn’t touching him. He could always smell her beauty, and he could taste her. If thought that if he didn’t stop himself from thinking about her he would explode.
MAB and Darth approached a small cottage on the other side of the river. Mab knocked on the door, and a small frail man appeared. His white beard came to a point, and he slightly hunched using a staff to help him walk.
“Oh, Melos it’s so good to see you. What’s this? Don’t tell me you brought me another poor soul to heal!” the man said.
“Please call me MAB, and no I didn’t bring you some poor soul to heal. I brought… a friend to meet you, that’s all.” MAB said emphasizing friend.
“Well come in, come in. Let me take a look at him.
