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Old 08-02-2009, 03:52 AM   #9 (permalink)
Bhanuprasad Balasubramanium
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Arethusa's mournful song stopped and she swam gracefully to the entrance.

"Thank you children, for freeing me. I feared no one would hear my cries. Where is my brother?"