| Subject: Flight |
Author:
Zoltarra
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Date Posted: 19:17:32 01/10/03 Fri
In reply to:
Lashana
's message, "foresight." on 13:26:58 01/10/03 Fri
Gliding on the warm thermals, wings spread to catch the slighest updraft she made her way lesiurely towards the Sapphire Planes. She knew of Altrez, both as he had been in his guise of Leviathan and now in his true form as a Forgotten. Perhaps he would be able to help her find a purpose on being here. The few days she had spent in exile showed her how much she still had to learn about being mortal. She had become hungry, a sensation very alien to her, as alien as the need for sleep had been. When she had woken from the slumber she had slid into she had been stiff and sore, obviously sleeping on bare ground wasn't the best kind of bed for a mortal body. Father had been kind in that one of the pouches attached to her belt had contained some sort of meatrolls that assauged the pangs of hunger that assaulted her. She still enjoyed the sensation of flight, it was something completely new to her and something she would miss when she resumed her duties as Recorder of All....assuming that Father let her resume that duty. He might ask/allow Sierra to remain in that post indefinately if he was pleased with her work and she wanted to stay. Since that last message from her replacement she hadn't heard anything, not that she really expected to. She flew onwards, the barrier that Altrez had had erected shimmering in the distance.
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