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Date Posted: 12:10:43 02/19/02 Tue
Author: Thowra
Subject: * ~son of the wind~ *
In reply to: Canticle 's message, "Re: * ~son of the wind~ *" on 06:49:34 02/19/02 Tue

> >size="1">My story? I am the wind. I come, I pass, and I am gone. There has been no reason for me to stay in any given place for a long length of time. I have not found true love. Yet. Mocha orbs lock with those of bruja, pools alight, the same intensity exhibited in their depths as before. Steed breaks gaze shyly. If horses could blush, mascu would have done so then. I do not know of my own story. I have not met my father or mother, if indeed I had any. Perhaps I am indeed born o' the wind, as my legend says.Orbs cloud over with a distant look.My earliest memory when I was a foal is of a black winter night. The wind roared and howled through the granite tors on the mountain range, but there was no single sound of animal or bird except the mournful howl of a wolf, once, twice, it rang out and its echo answered, weird and wild. The rain was cold, so cold, as if it would turn to snow. The storm was beating down on me, the moving darkness becoming a thing of terror.Steed shuddered at his most youthful memory, and continued.Then dawn came, very slowly, showing first the outline of the rocky tors 'gainst a fairly lighter sky, then on the hill-side below, reaching long fingers of forest right up to the rocks, the wind-tormented heads of trees, driven and lashing like the mane of a wild horse. Great massing clouds raced up over the horizon, and as the light grew strong, the sky began to look as if it was being torn in shreds by th' wind, flying streamers of rain-washed blue sky appeared and I heard a voice, deep and blending with the wind, but I couldn't see from whence it came. It said "You will be named Thowra, because it means wind. In wind were you born, and fleet as the wind must you be if you will live."Mascu halted in his speech and observed femme's gaze.I'm sorry, I must be boring you, it's just so vivid in my mind, and puzzles me everyday. The reason I must find this mare Silent Tears is because she is my sister o' the wind. She perhaps knows something of my parents, as neither I nor my brother Silent Ghost do. She is also in grave danger, she has been captured by evil's. I believe, for some reason, that they are using her to lure me to them, but I don't yet know why either.Noble visage looks 'pon she-devil, dark occuli watching her intently. Why did your father so hate your sister? Was she of an evil nature?

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