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piosenniel · 08-06-2003, 08:32 PM

Early morning of the day of the Envoy’s arrival

The feeling of hope the bones had shown her last night stayed with her until the sun crested the eastern rim of the world. Up early, she had watched for the light to break, glad that she had cached that hope for the new day. The sky grew red as the sun rose, and the old rhyme of those who sailed the Eastern Sea came back to her.

Red sky at night,
Sailors’ delight.
Red sky in the morning,
Sailors take warning.

There was a certain, underlying feeling of agitation and high expectancy about the camp. Most of the warriors were up already, that charged air of imminent battle putting them on the alert. The enemy was near, and there was a certain thrill that ran through the men as they waited for some movement on the part of their foe to happen that would free them for action.

She, herself, was untouched by the energy that flowed around her. In the calm eye of the coming storm is where she moved, all her steps leading where they must . . .

[ August 07, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

08-06-2003, 08:32 PM	#136
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Early morning of the day of the Envoy’s arrival The feeling of hope the bones had shown her last night stayed with her until the sun crested the eastern rim of the world. Up early, she had watched for the light to break, glad that she had cached that hope for the new day. The sky grew red as the sun rose, and the old rhyme of those who sailed the Eastern Sea came back to her. Red sky at night, Sailors’ delight. Red sky in the morning, Sailors take warning. There was a certain, underlying feeling of agitation and high expectancy about the camp. Most of the warriors were up already, that charged air of imminent battle putting them on the alert. The enemy was near, and there was a certain thrill that ran through the men as they waited for some movement on the part of their foe to happen that would free them for action. She, herself, was untouched by the energy that flowed around her. In the calm eye of the coming storm is where she moved, all her steps leading where they must . . . [ August 07, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.