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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KitanaVorr" data-source="post: 781040" data-attributes="member: 9167">Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family Suite - Music RoomWednesday 11th December, 2002Caitlyn smiled to herself, lost in her thoughts of Sabrina and the lesson to come.  It had been too long since she last saw the child. Not since that party.  She didn’t remember feeling so connected with her, so enamored of such an angelic face with its pure song.  Every moment spent with Sabrina was precious and Cate found herself impatient and longing for it, to have the child’s song all to herself.  Cate could hear Sabrina’s excitement about the upcoming lesson in her song, and so Cate, too, wanted the lesson to begin just as badly.Suddenly Vychtorya’s voice echoed through the room, wrenching Cate from her thoughts of the lesson and the child into the present.  Her dark eyes widened slightly as the woman began a tirade but her words fled by uselessly.  It was her face that caught the young singer, the cruelty unleashed, the beast hidden behind what had previously been a polite facade.  A cruelty that provided that trickle of fear to worm its way into the song and poison her body with paleness and nausea.The song that was Vychtorya’s face echoing through her mind, rolling over the older woman’s features as that face became something more familar, something more softer, rounder, delicate, until even the eyes formed someone she recognized and knew so well.  The very same song.MotherAnd that was all the thought she could think of, all the memory she could see, the harsh discord of music that was her mother, that was Vychtorya in that very moment.  The pain of the disharmony was almost unbearable and terrible to her but she couldn’t stop listening despite her suffering, despite her terror of the beast.That which Caitlyn had feared about the other woman had proven true, but all she could do was stare in silence, much like she did many a time in her child hood when her mother raged.</blockquote>

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