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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 22, 2006 8:08:55 GMT
I orbed the sword from Pheobe's body and into the ground. I broke her shield and ran to her. I blew his head up. "Pheobe are you ok?"
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 22, 2006 8:13:35 GMT
My hands shook I was weeping, my eyes the clearest of slivers I was covered in blood, my voice shook, "do I bloody look alright?" I looked at Philo who was fading before me. "Don't you go before me Philo." Pheobe, I'm scared, I don't want to lose you. An identical wound had been ripped into him. "I guess we're out of luck then." I gave a watery laugh and my body seized up as my final breath was stolen from my lungs.
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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 22, 2006 8:15:30 GMT
I held my hands over her and tried to heal her. "I didn't save you for you to die this easy," I said
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 22, 2006 8:20:53 GMT
Lights danced in front of my dying eyes, a tear trickled from Philo's eye as he grew fainter. I felt cold, so cold . . . but my body didn't register anything else. I was trying to heal itself but something wasn't working right . . . all I could think of was the fact that I would never see Cole and my girls again . . .
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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 22, 2006 8:22:58 GMT
I continued to try to heal her. I didn't know what esle to do and then I thought....no one can die in the school. I orbed her back to the great hall.
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