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Llirr Sine-Theta Do you dream your
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Llirr followed the ember man and others of her sky-bred cousins from their initial landing. She could not release the vision of the dark stag marked in white and purple stepping before the wounded doe: "I did." Did you? She wanted to implore, but dare not, for she understood the delicacy of this confrontation. His voice continued to admit this question as she followed her new herd into the wilds of the unknown with wide, absorbing eyes. She found herself unwavered by the elements, too fascinated in their design to be deterred by affects on her body. In moments of struggle, the antlered doe conjured vivid butterlies of all hues to flutter by and break the monotone of winter's grip. She could not sleep at night. Llirr appreciated the rest, folding shapely legs beneath her, but she could not tear her eyes away from the sky. Studying the map of stars and trying, in some sub-conscious way, to remember beyond the fear of falling. She knew she was unable. That this was alarming. But she would not allow that alarm to manifest. It was unnecessary panic that added nothing to her discovery of why. Until she could find out why, she would breathe in this life and continue her attempts to recall further. This realm was amazing. The colors and variety of dimensions and textures invigorated her. She would find early blooming flowers and pause to marvel, tasting the clarity of snow run-off and the music of rapid water. We are home. We can rest now. Llirr stepped to the threshhold of the expanding glade, bright eyes glimmering at the tree line, and stopped, wanting to breathe the whole vision into her soul without rush. |
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Jahi