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Date Posted: 17:36:34 07/14/02 Sun
Author: Adamar De'Luphe
Subject: dum.dee.dum

As the days have passed, the mage has grown accustomed to the castle, and its surrounding gardens and the stables. He was well known with most of the kitchen cooks, who we're quite kind to him in the late evening hours when his stomach craved sustenence the most. He hadnt met most of the other lords and ladies, save griff, and the occasional glimpse of the one, the servants told him, called Lady Milandra. Other than her name, he knew nothing of her.

This morning, he was seated on a bench within one garden, nestled within the shade of a few trees. He sat cross-legged, a traveling desk situated on his lap, quill brush in hand, he struggled to write a letter to his father, telling of reasons for which he would not be coming home, as he had promised before he had left for Trott. For some reason, his thoughts were jumbled today, and he finally gave up. Turning the parchment page over, he begins drawing the tiny bird perched in the tree branches above him, a sparrow he guessed.

Humming as he draws, he loses himself in his concentration, between studying the birds features, and putting them down on paper.

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Replies:

*Approached* -- Lady Milandra, 14:58:34 07/15/02 Mon
- who, me? -- Adamar De'Luphe, 15:39:10 07/15/02 Mon
  - *Smiled Softly* -- Lady Milandra, 16:02:21 07/15/02 Mon
    - dumdeedum... -- Adamar De'Luphe, 16:15:42 07/15/02 Mon
      - *Shrugged* -- Lady Milandra, 16:22:03 07/15/02 Mon
        next time... -- Adamar De'Luphe, 16:27:31 07/15/02 Mon
        *She Shook Her Head* -- No name, 18:33:32 07/15/02 Mon
        .better. -- Adamar De'Luphe, 18:58:12 07/15/02 Mon
        Re: .better.(revised) -- Adamar De'Luphe, 19:02:01 07/15/02 Mon
        Re: .better.(revised) -- No name, 19:09:50 07/15/02 Mon
        Re: .better.(revised) -- Adamar De'Luphe, 20:33:09 07/15/02 Mon
        Re: .better.(revised) -- Lady Milandra, 08:51:28 07/16/02 Tue
        let.you.know. -- Adamar De'Luphe, 10:45:43 07/16/02 Tue
        *Thats Life* -- Lady Milandra, 16:29:19 07/17/02 Wed
        Re: *Thats Life* -- Adamar De'Luphe, 20:53:09 07/17/02 Wed

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