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Old 07-24-2002, 08:51 AM   #290
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Sting

The day rose overcast, soon to burn off with the mid-morning sun.

She had wakened early, and lay in bed thinking about the conversation she had had with Mithadan after the party. She turned his argument over in her mind, examining it from all sides. The logic of it seemed sound enough.

Yet . . . three things worried her. She could not see how they might accomplish this quest without being able to defend themselves if attacked. And second was the niggling thought that if this quest were meant to be then perhaps their actions were already woven into the fabric of the Age. Lastly, she was not certain of this, for Mithadan's argument had been a solid one, but she did not believe that the vectors of time and space necessarily produced events which progressed from each other in such a constrained and linear fashion. But then again, it would be wise to err on the side of caution.

She yawned and stretched, throwing her arms out wide as if to throw away this twisty puzzle.

She pulled on her clothes hastily and hurried to the galley for some strong tea. Then up to the helm to plot their course with Veritas and Bird. And finally to awaken the sleeping dragon.

[ July 24, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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