Subject: [FFML] Re: Fragment of the Dream [2/?] [IY]
From: "DB Sommer" <sommer@3rdm.net>
Date: 2/6/2003, 5:24 PM
To: <ffml@anifics.com>, <iy-fanfics@yahoogroups.com>, <inuyashaecchifanfics@yahoogroups.com>, <inuyashaffml@yahoogroups.com>, "Vash The Stampede" <vash@xmission.com>


And you thought all the C+C on this was finished, didn't you?

Combinging 2+3


Chapter One: Disorientation


Kagome jolted awake to hands on her shoulder and a gnarled root jabbing
uncomfortably into one kidney. The hands were gentle, unlike the root's
placement. Both sensations made her all too aware that things were not
rightshe

right. She

 did not normally wake up at the base of the Goshinboku. To say the
least,

"To say the least' is highly cliche. Dump it/

 it was highly disconcerting.

"Where.?"

drop period

 >
supernatural companions.

But the kogitsune Shippou and the hanyou Inu-Yasha were no where

nowhere

The woods gave them no clues; deer and rabbit sign were all they found.
Hours passed before they found the winding mountain road that shielded
this
village in its shadow. There was no trace of their companions. Kagome
didn't like it at all; Inu-Yasha would abandon

wouldn't (I doubt if she thinks that lowly of him. ^_^)

Again, the taijya was grim and quiet. However, she didn't leave Kagome
completely in the dark.  "When he's ready, he'll show you," she said
tersely. "I think he just needs to time

drop 'to'

 to himself for a moment. He. he was
near hysterical when I woke up."

"Hysterical? Miroku?" Kagome gasped sharply. That didn't make any sense!
The houshi was always so level headed, so . "What happened, Sango?"

".the

"The

 >
But something was wrong. Kagome could feel it like the presence of a
shikon
shard, tingling at the back of her neck.

And then she reached behind her neck and pulled out a shard. The tingling
stopped.




No body

Nobody

 answered. She looked back over her shoulder, and saw that her job
had been done to

too

You wrote:


This village was a

drop 'a'

now strange to their eyes, like a dead reflection of the
place they had known. The villagers were tired, thin and poor, moving to
and from their jobs like zombies.

A youma probably drained them for Beryl. :)



Fear shared was fear lessened

Sometimes. Other times fear grows in the presense of more fear. :P



Nice short piece to advance things, though not much happened, other than
Mir's hand being made whole. Things are moving along slowly. You're probably
better off releasing chapters 3 times this size and there might be more to
talk about.

D.B. Sommer



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