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By Mike Lipkin, IdHyuga@aol.com

"Once, Long Ago"

He stood firmly as Citan looked in the back of the music box, until he found the lever he was searching for, and then he pulled it, and stepped back. A soft rumbling was heard from within the music box, until a soft, gentle melody began to play.

At first, it rolled off of his shoulders. But then, as a certain note was struck, he felt it. A sudden image, of a soft pretty face. Her deep eyes were slightly covered by thin strands of her auburn hair. She had a gentle, soothing smile, which melted your worries away. He sat, painting her, looking into her beautiful eyes. He felt so many emotions at once, but he could not tell her. He was only a painter, she the Holy Mother. Even she would not understand.

He shook out of it, and stared at the music box, wondering who the woman was, and then he saw another image. This was not as gentle. A stormy, cold sky rumbled overhead with the sounds of gunfire, screams of anguish, pleas of mercy, and most of all the sound of horrifying death. Of the lives of many men being wrested from them. Men with families. Men with children. Men who had people who cared about them, and awaited their return at their home. What did they understand about the pain and suffering they would cause their families? What did they understand about the youthful expectations of these men, some even boys, which would be torn from them in a hail of gunfire and laser beams? But these emotions gave way to another feeling of ominous doom. He looked to the sky, and saw her battleship, belching smoke and fire from its engies, flying like a bird with a broken wing towards a sterilized, heartless gunship. It's course shook and shook, but it stayed true to the flank of the gunship. Before long, they were both ablaze, and coming towards the ground quickly, and although nothing could be seen in the inferno, he saw her beautiful face, with its soft and gentle smile, as it crashed into the ground, it gently subsided into the smoke and flames, and nothing couldbe heard but the crackling of flames, and the gentle tinkling of a music box.

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