<div class="floatleft">(http://img124.imageshack.us/img124/4519/windowercolleen.jpg)</div><strong>Miss Colleen Windower</strong>, The Hunt [with Alfreic]<br/><br/>The apparition of the woman Alfreic loved stood behind him, watching everything mutely. She bore a smile as he threw the living soldier into the flames, and her heart and body began to beat with pleasure as he approached the girl. "Yes, release her," she had murmured. But then he had issued his vile, treacherous warning. Like a coward, he had fled from his task.<br/><br/>"No!" she screamed, approaching him angrily. "No. You're letting her go!" she cried out with exasperation. "No Alfreic, you will do this for me! I ask for it and you will not deny me this thing." Her hand came down across his face, every bit as real as the sword that had injured his side.<br/><br/>Colleen wore a scowl on her beautiful face for a moment, and then she sunk down, cooing to the man. "Please Alfreic. I must have this. She needs her release." In a flash, Colleen was dressed differently...looked, differently. There was dirt smeared across her face and bare flesh, and her dress was ripped. One eye was bruised, and she shivered as she sunk to the ground before the man.<br/><br/>"Look! Look what they've done to me, Alfreic," cried the girl, ever-so-vulnerable. "I can still feel them, inside of me. I'm still slick and dirty with their predation. Save me. Save her. Save us both, my love, and make this all...all of it, go away. But you musn't let her go to live with her shame. It cannot be!" she pleaded with him.