Experience

Sep 26, 2007 12:26

Slowly we climbed into our mechanical chariot, a far cry from the glorious vessels of old, and made our way outside the modern urban wasteland. As we left the city behind us, we began to climb a sylvan hill with grazing cattle and streams twixt us and the forest. At the pinnacle of this tiny mount, we reached the domain of our master - a man of ( Read more... )

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Onlooker from the Outside game_of_spoils September 26 2007, 12:16:40 UTC
Invisible as they would call it, she viewed them from just beyond their circle. The Fae's curiosity about the people had her watching closely. New ones they were, and she could hear the Goddesses approval in the gentle breeze she blew. It was almost a sigh of hope for what was to come, and yet this land was protected ( ... )

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tantallonsdream September 26 2007, 14:49:27 UTC
'Tis true, though it doesn't snow much here in Ireland.

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