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Date Posted: 11:07:11 01/19/04 Mon
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Gabriel/Nashota/Rio/Dante/Khanada
's message, "Time To Go" on 09:54:07 01/19/04 Mon
Kalea looked at the figure in her arms with fear but when Gabriel spoke to her, her first reaction was confusion. Wake him? Your rujho...but he's not here...already awake.... What? Dante! She snapped out of her reverie and began to rock the child very gently.
"Falling, falling," she sang softly, furrowing her brow to recall the words, long buried in memory, that her mother sang to her long ago. "Falling through the frozen boughs, feel the touch of frost...on chilly hands...." She paused, biting her lip and thinking hard. "Leaves are gone, trees are cold, mountain snow obscures familiar lands...."
Raising Dante in her arms, she cuddled his head against her neck and shoulder, stroking his hair and remembering a mother long lost. "Return to me, fly home to me, forget your nighttime wandering.... My arms are warm, your bed is soft, the summer blooms are flowering.... You know my voice, you know my face, you know my words are true.... Return to me, fly home to me, I'm watching over you."
The others stood around, watching in trepidation; Michael was trembling uncontrollably and clutched his horse's reins to hide this. Evan squeezed his warrior's shoulder gently. ::Memories only,:: he murmured.
::Yes, Evan - but memories can be powerful. Gabriel...what was that? I think I...no, no I don't remember!:: Tears stung at his eyes. ::I don't. ...Do I?::
There was great sadness in Wesimbi's eyes as he slowly stretched out a wing and brushed Dante's cheek with a single golden feather. "Tai-an mehi," he said quietly, and did not offer a translation.
"Wake up, Dante," Kalea whispered. "Wake, little one, you're safe."
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