Passings

Posted by Allister Calmwaters on Ringare 01, 2002 at 11:45:05 am

The waters of the bay are calm today. The breeze does ney cause a ripple upon it. The serpants cruise below its surface ever watchful.

A small boat glides silently across the surface. Its master dozes in the afternoon sun. A tune floats softly from the lips of the elf.

A bird of one sort or another sails over head adding its own melody. Its just a day, like most days.

The sun rises and then the sun sets, and nothing more or less, just Passings...

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> The waters of the bay are calm today. The breeze does ney cause a ripple upon it. The serpants cruise below its surface ever watchful. > A small boat glides silently across the surface. Its master dozes in the afternoon sun. A tune floats softly from the lips of the elf. > A bird of one sort or another sails over head adding its own melody. Its just a day, like most days. > The sun rises and then the sun sets, and nothing more or less, just Passings...
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