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Cyril Darkcloud · 02-14-2005, 06:55 PM

Elsewhere – A place terribly close to the sky

Whisper

The form of the presence is different and there is a bitter edge to what had once been a ready humor. But the humor is familiar. The expression in the small owl’s eyes gives no indication of reaction to the gesture of the presence or the hastily conjured card. A soft hoot of recognition is the owl’s only response. There is a curious shifting in the wind, however, and words uttered once before in the hearing of this same owl repeat themselves here:

"What does he think this tower is, having a damned owl deliver messages! This isn't the Damned Hogwarts School of Magic, and I ain't damned Harry Potter! Can you beleive this guy???"

These words, spoken once before when the presence was different likewise draw a hoot of recognition from the owl. It seems to have grown colder and a certain biting quality appears to have entered the air, but that perhaps is merely a trick of the wind. Ahead, the battle continues and once more the giant has been wounded. But the eyes of the owl remain on the presence.

The above quote by the Modding Mage can be found here.

[ 02-14-2005, 06:56 PM: Message edited by: Cyril Darkcloud ]

02-14-2005, 06:55 PM	#178
Cyril Darkcloud Lord Soth Join Date: February 7, 2002 Location: New York Posts: 1,980	Elsewhere – A place terribly close to the sky Whisper The form of the presence is different and there is a bitter edge to what had once been a ready humor. But the humor is familiar. The expression in the small owl’s eyes gives no indication of reaction to the gesture of the presence or the hastily conjured card. A soft hoot of recognition is the owl’s only response. There is a curious shifting in the wind, however, and words uttered once before in the hearing of this same owl repeat themselves here: "What does he think this tower is, having a damned owl deliver messages! This isn't the Damned Hogwarts School of Magic, and I ain't damned Harry Potter! Can you beleive this guy???" These words, spoken once before when the presence was different likewise draw a hoot of recognition from the owl. It seems to have grown colder and a certain biting quality appears to have entered the air, but that perhaps is merely a trick of the wind. Ahead, the battle continues and once more the giant has been wounded. But the eyes of the owl remain on the presence. The above quote by the Modding Mage can be found here. [ 02-14-2005, 06:56 PM: Message edited by: Cyril Darkcloud ]