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From: Amethyst
Date: 01 Jun 2001
Time: 08:08:56
Amethyst strolled over to the playground, where the gymnasium appeared bent, buckled and rust-eaten. Sat on a cracked swing was her daughter: Amy. She moved forward to touch her daughter, but stopped millimetres from her face. She closed her eyes, tears streaming, and entered her daughter's body.
She felt warm inside, felt a part of her daughter once more. She reached out inside her daughter, feeling Amy's life-force seep into her dead form.
"I love you," she whispered.
Amy's eyes flashed with recognition, emotion surging inside her. This was why she resisted Oblivion's pull, this was what she was here for.