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Date Posted: 08:00:53 12/24/03 Wed
Author: The Wanderer
Author Host/IP: bigip2.pics.com / 207.8.189.2
Subject: ~*~revealing not seeing~*~
In reply to: Cicel 's message, "�-Listen to the trees-�" on 15:29:25 12/21/03 Sun

~*~Diety and Flo. Those were new ones. From inside the dark clotbing, humor escaped the femora. Then the mentioning of The Planter... she hadn't heard that since the last time she had been to this land. That was a long time ago, a time long passed and forgotten. The trees were singing the songs of her times, the oak's deep baratone melded with the soft mezo of the willow. The shrilled soprano of the white birch added a softer tune while the rich alto pine joined in. The trees spoke about things that had happened to this land, years before the present. Nobody alive was there but the one infront of Cicel. The Planter, as he wished to call her, had been many a place. Her current duty was to save Ophira... and she felt that her gifts might be needed soon.

In time she would reveal herself, reveal one so longly forgotten. Maybe if one had the time, a mild historical reading would provide an answer of somesort. But no conclusion would be highly reached.

The Planter. I have not heard that name in centuries. You may call me that, young Cicel.

She spoke smoothly and with precise pronounciation. The Dark side was creating a plan, a plan that none would know. She had to protect what she was ment to, no matter the cost.~*~

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Replies:

~Wild Heart~ -- Jade, 12:53:33 12/24/03 Wed
- ~*~I am Wandering no more~*~ -- The Hunter, 19:02:49 12/25/03 Thu
  - ~Wild Heart~ -- Jade, 20:33:32 12/25/03 Thu
    - up -- same, 16:38:08 12/29/03 Mon