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Date Posted: 19:48:30 12/19/03 Fri
Author: The Wanderer
Author Host/IP: bigip2.pics.com / 207.8.189.2
Subject: ~*~Everything has a voice~*~
In reply to: Cicel 's message, "†-Listen to the trees-†" on 19:39:44 12/15/03 Mon



~*~The Savior looked into the other from beneath her dark disguise. She looked into his soul... he was pure. Pure as the gentle, yet mildly depressed heart of the willow. Strong and willing as the redwood. The Hunted knew many things of the future. A seer had visions, but they could only be possible futures. The Ever-knowing one had a knowledge of that sort, and she could only prevent it from happening.

But alas, it was already starting. Meshi had lost his place. No longer was a member of the royal line at the throne. Othoe was getting stronger... his protectinos and upper-powers were greatly number and far outnumbered that of the lights and nuetrals put together. The Seeker had a reason to be here, and in time it would be revealed.

My friend, you may call me whatever you wish. Names are only things of reconization of the body... spirit does not flow into them. I have been called many names. The Savior, The Wanderer, The Hunter, The Hunted, The Seeker, The Sought, The Seer. The names go on and on. A true name has so much more meaning and power, but none should know a true name but yourself.

A musical voice that sounded so pure, like the gentle twinkle of chimes. Her soundings were laden with rainbows after a light summer shower. ~*~



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