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Roll · 08-21-2003, 04:47 PM

((during that night..))

Angela turned on her back, and pulled the cloak Welf gave her a little closer to herself. She was gazing through the branches of the trees above, into the now starry night sky, and was lost in hopes and wonders. She watched the wind sway the trees in a symphonic way, and loosened her grip on the cloak to allow her hair to fly with the wind. A few locks of hair flew past her nose, and touched her cheek gently. She then looked to see how Jace was doing in his turn of watching over the group, and noticed that he was asleep. Smiling, she got up quietly, placed the cloak down over a long, slender rock, and snuck off into the forest.

She ventured deeper into the forest, but not too far from the group. She ventured just far enough to enable a small echo screen between herself and them to take effect. Stopping to climb up a large oak tree, she climbed to the top, and sat on the tallest branch. She looked once more into the night sky as the wind blew through her hair once more, and she looked around to see whether anyone was watching her or not. Taking into her mind that no one was there, she held herself against the strong, cold winds that made her hair flow like silk that cut into the speckled black all around her.

She opened her mouth, and began to sing the song that she had yearned to hear once more. The song brought a few tears to her eyes, and she let them drop, past the leaves, and onto the cold, hard ground. As she sung, many memories passed through her mind, and the tone of her voice became sweeter still. As she sung the song, animals were becoming drawn to the voice that rang softly into the night, and some stars even seemed to twinkle just a little bit brighter; and when the song was finished... Angela closed her eyes and held herself once more, and thought of the one who used to sing this song to her when she was little. She walked back to the campsite ever quietly and swiftly, so she could hold her memories forever in secret.

Welf made it back to the campsite before Angela did.

Edited By Roll on Aug. 20 2003 at 20:49

08-21-2003, 04:47 PM	#45
Roll Senior Member Senior Member Join Date: Apr 2002 Posts: 2,647 Post Thanks / Like Thanks (Given): Thanks (Received): Likes (Given): Likes (Received): Dislikes (Given): Dislikes (Received): Points: 0 Mentioned: 0 Post(s) Tagged: 0 Thread(s) Quoted: 0 Post(s)	((during that night..)) Angela turned on her back, and pulled the cloak Welf gave her a little closer to herself. She was gazing through the branches of the trees above, into the now starry night sky, and was lost in hopes and wonders. She watched the wind sway the trees in a symphonic way, and loosened her grip on the cloak to allow her hair to fly with the wind. A few locks of hair flew past her nose, and touched her cheek gently. She then looked to see how Jace was doing in his turn of watching over the group, and noticed that he was asleep. Smiling, she got up quietly, placed the cloak down over a long, slender rock, and snuck off into the forest. She ventured deeper into the forest, but not too far from the group. She ventured just far enough to enable a small echo screen between herself and them to take effect. Stopping to climb up a large oak tree, she climbed to the top, and sat on the tallest branch. She looked once more into the night sky as the wind blew through her hair once more, and she looked around to see whether anyone was watching her or not. Taking into her mind that no one was there, she held herself against the strong, cold winds that made her hair flow like silk that cut into the speckled black all around her. She opened her mouth, and began to sing the song that she had yearned to hear once more. The song brought a few tears to her eyes, and she let them drop, past the leaves, and onto the cold, hard ground. As she sung, many memories passed through her mind, and the tone of her voice became sweeter still. As she sung the song, animals were becoming drawn to the voice that rang softly into the night, and some stars even seemed to twinkle just a little bit brighter; and when the song was finished... Angela closed her eyes and held herself once more, and thought of the one who used to sing this song to her when she was little. She walked back to the campsite ever quietly and swiftly, so she could hold her memories forever in secret. Welf made it back to the campsite before Angela did. Edited By Roll on Aug. 20 2003 at 20:49 __________________ [img:sig_uid]http://www.boomspeed.com/roll/Hikaru-2.jpg[/img:sig_uid] Perhaps.. I've overstayed my welcome..