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Message: Emoticon Listing HTML Help	[quote]Still feeling a little bit dazed and nauseated Sylvana finds a chair at an empty table and sits down. She stares into the flickering flame of the candle on her table. After a while she realizes that the beautiful woman has put a glass of red wine in front of her. Slowly she takes a sip and looks around, almost feeling her old self again. The bar she’s sitting in looks like any other ordinary bar. Although she seems to be the only guest, Sylvana expects that other costumers will enter soon. The woman who brought her here is looking at her from across the table. Patiently waiting for Sylvana to recover. Sylvana admires the woman in the tight white dress. She most be the most beautiful woman she’d ever seen. “Hello,” Sylvana says with a creaking voice. “Who are you? Where am I?” Strangely enough she doesn’t feel threatened, but quite secure. [/i]And the wine tastes very good,[/i] she mused, taking another sip.[/quote]
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This message was updated on 5/5/2004 3:00:29 AM by Sylvana Ravenlock

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replied on: 5/5/2004 2:59:54 AM

Still feeling a little bit dazed and nauseated Sylvana finds a chair at an empty table and sits down. She stares into the flickering flame of the candle on her table. After a while she realizes that the beautiful woman has put a glass of red wine in front of her. Slowly she takes a sip and looks around, almost feeling her old self again.

The bar she’s sitting in looks like any other ordinary bar. Although she seems to be the only guest, Sylvana expects that other costumers will enter soon. The woman who brought her here is looking at her from across the table. Patiently waiting for Sylvana to recover.

Sylvana admires the woman in the tight white dress. She most be the most beautiful woman she’d ever seen. “Hello,” Sylvana says with a creaking voice. “Who are you? Where am I?” Strangely enough she doesn’t feel threatened, but quite secure. And the wine tastes very good, she mused, taking another sip.

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