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Cyril Darkcloud · 03-08-2002, 09:44 PM

ooc: TAO, what season of the year are we in?

Now it is his turn to laugh. “No,” he smiles wryly as he moves his recently injured arm, “just the weakness of flesh and bone.” KayLisa’s obvious pleasure is a relief and he turns his mind, for the moment, away from the shadows that linger on the edges of his thoughts. He leans back against the stone, holding her and enjoying the attentiveness of the gathered wolves to the movement of the flames against the night. He glances skyward once more, his eyes finding the Great Nomad as his skin responds to the movement of the fire warmed air across his hands and face. He glances toward the young wolf which has seated itself so close to him. No time like the present, he thinks and loosens the defensive grip he keeps upon the borders of his mind.

03-08-2002, 09:44 PM	#4
Cyril Darkcloud Lord Soth Join Date: February 7, 2002 Location: New York Posts: 1,980	ooc: TAO, what season of the year are we in? Now it is his turn to laugh. “No,” he smiles wryly as he moves his recently injured arm, “just the weakness of flesh and bone.” KayLisa’s obvious pleasure is a relief and he turns his mind, for the moment, away from the shadows that linger on the edges of his thoughts. He leans back against the stone, holding her and enjoying the attentiveness of the gathered wolves to the movement of the flames against the night. He glances skyward once more, his eyes finding the Great Nomad as his skin responds to the movement of the fire warmed air across his hands and face. He glances toward the young wolf which has seated itself so close to him. No time like the present, he thinks and loosens the defensive grip he keeps upon the borders of his mind. __________________ One does not control the Wind. One enters it, feels its freedom. And moves.