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Brechin
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Date Posted: 15:10:08 02/21/03 Fri
In reply to:
Letha
's message, "Perspective" on 19:38:34 02/20/03 Thu
((OOC: LoL. That's alright I know the feeling))
Brechin gave a smirk up to Graz. Then he turned his attention on the view before him. During their climb, the dark sky had grown light into pale grey. The cold air whipped about at such a high altitude.
"Yes. This ledge has the best view of the Valley," said Brechin. Then his head turned to the East, strait ahead. "Now. Watch..." he said, a smile playing across his face.
Then, in the east, the sky grew lighter. Suddenly a smidge of the sun began to rise from the horizon. Its sleep disturbed, it began to awaken. The pale grey of early dawn started to give way to deep red. The golden sun rose further, and the dawn's pale first light poured across the edges of the Balkar Camp. Then the deep red gave way to soft pinks, yellows, and oranges. The incredable view became even more spectacular. No longer was the valley dark, but now the shadowed places were lit up with a soft morning light. Every part of the Valley could be seen, and the clouds in the sky swirled with colors that reflected off the snow, shining brightly. The view was awe-inspiring, and Brechin turned to look at Letha, wondering how the shadow-lived wolfess would react...
"Well?" he asked, giving a smile.
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