<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=46369.msg2348931#msg2348931">Quote from: Faeylin on 17-10-2009, 07:43:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Lillian Montague</strong>, Beneath an Ancient Oak [Sylria the Elf &amp; Lillian Montague]<br/><br/>Lily frowned. The way Sylvia's arm draped over her shoulders was uncomfortable. "Umm, here, how about this," she suggested, as she scooted closer so that her arm encircled Sylria's waist and rested on her right thigh. "That's a bit more comfortable, don't you think," she murmured, and then she continued, saying, "I'm sure I can help quite a bit, if we just go over your troubles." Lily smiled again, always so reassuringly. She stretched her long legs out used her other hand to scratch at one knee. "First is the question of your memory, right? You say you remember a deal of some sort? Can you tell me about it?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Sylria</strong>, Beneath an Ancient Oak [Sylria the Elf & Lillian Montague]<br/><br/>I blink a little as she wraps her arm around me, and continues speaking before I can respond.  What was<em>with</em>her?  I didn't understand.  After a moment I respond, feeling her warmth radiating out toward me.  I was a<em>little</em>uncomfortable with her so close, but it was forgotten in the memories.  My voice was soft, and a little confused. "I'm...not certain.  I remember that there were people I cared about there, one in particular.  But I was in fear for my life.  Someplace dark, and a dark figure before me, and a female voice.  I gave up my memories, power, and...something in my future in order to survive.  That is all I know."