|
07-04-2003, 02:28 PM
|
#11 |
|
The Black Númenórean
Join Date: Feb 2003
Posts: 6,773
|
<This way! North east! Just below the rivers bend!> Warrl shot off to do as i said. I got on my armor that i save for special occasions out. Black plate with leather and spiked helmet. I have been known to scare off attackers by meer sight alone.
"Off to spook the horses and hopefully their masters!" <Sorry Kalile, I get to do this one on my own!> I laughed at her mental growl and ran with Warrl.
__________________
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
|
|
Threaded Mode