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Date Posted: 19:09:25 12/12/04 Sun
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The storm surrounds you, twisting everything to a haze of grey, black, and white. Your wings are not your own. Your body, tumbling wildly into the nothingness of rain, wind and lightning. Trying to fight and gain back your strength, only to have it struck from our grasp again and again. A final blow, and you lose yourself to its grasp... The swirl of wind carries you with the storm, gently and softly compared to its earlier wrath. You travel far, over sea, above stone, ‘til all that’s left of the giant cloud is white and peaceful again. At last you reach a land, and the winds set you down gently, blowing leaves up in swirls as if in farewell. The land is beautiful and filled with all sorts of creatures and plants, abundance for all. Your eyes flutter open to the sweet singing of birds and the gentle rays of sunshine flowing out upon you. Hello, you hear. Spinning around, you see no one, but you feel the wind. It spins around you, laughing almost. You cannot see me, Wing-spreader! What do you see? Do you see this land, beautiful and filled with everything you need? You nod, and it continues on, sounding a bit sad. But you don’t see the darkness to come. Never give up hope, never succumb to what it tells you, for that will the end of the beauty around you! A gust of wind brushes past your face, then you are alone. Suddenly a shadow spreads over the lands, and the singing dulls to a deafening drone. You start to shiver, and a grating voice whispers in your ear Are you so weak? Shall you listen to those that think only of dancing their days away in a flit of sunshine? Think of the power, think of what we could do. You fling your wings out instinctivly, your heart beating faster than it ever had. You can not hurt me like that, small one, neither can you excape me. Such is the power you will have if you follow me. Search for me, call for me and I will come and show you how... The voice fades, letting the light and music come back to the world, and you realize you were all that heard the voice. The brightness chases it from your mind, and the singing draws your gaze out to the land, the place that is now your home...
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