<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/67/Wild_Heart.jpg)</div><strong>Wild Heart</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1PuOoLAzftVeI9-B_pX5av5C-Hnyeo8LindJvfbDJtbA/edit)<br/><br/>Wild Heart shivered still as the Neomah spoke, but the first flickers of her strength began to return.  The green girl rose slowly to her feet.  "Bring the warm water," she said in a strained voice, cringing at the unclean stains lingering on her frigid body.  "I can clean myself."<br/><br/>The flame duck schooled herself not to look to hard at the impliments of torture, but her control slipped enoguh that she shot one glance at the frosted hooks.  She bit back a whimper as terror shot through her.<br/><br/><em>Give me rage, Hesiesh,</em>she pleaded silently.<em>Fire within me, born of Gaia through her dragons, passed to me to heal her Creation.  Work your alchemy on this fear.  Give me rage...  </em><br/><br/>The prayer was little more than a pathetic pleading...  For now...