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Date Posted: 12:21:06 08/14/03 Thu
Author: Sebille
Subject: ~*~Fairy Dust~*~
In reply to: Ironhorn 's message, "Keeper of the Forest" on 06:31:29 08/14/03 Thu

The breeze becomes stronger...closer...the melody becomes louder...the woman becomes visible. Floating, it seems, upon the path where the strange being stood...she did not see him...no...or was it she chose not to see him? Who knows, the melody from her lips caught the attention of things miles around...birds seemed to talk directly to her...as well as the trees...the flowers...the grass...all nature. But...as she spun around...her silvery blues fall upon the silver man...the breeze stopped...the melody stopped...the woman stopped...all nature seemed to stop. Then...as if in great fear...she closes her eyes tightly and clenches her fists causing her virtually invisible silver wings to disolve. She wasn't freightened...not of this being...he was different too it seemed. Perhaps...she moves closer to him...eyes looking over him trying to figure out what he is. The she holds out a hand up infront of his face as if trying to touch him...she speaks. Not words...but a sentence of notes...this was her language...did he know it?


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