11-04-2007, 12:05 PM
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You can see her whenever it rains From Rome to New Orleans dancing on the graves ___ Softly, sweetly, she walked closer to the border, gazing at the strange scenery and examining the sights. She could spend quite some time just watching and looking, just living. Again, that quiet feeling of serenity encased her as she moved, placing one clawed hand on the bark of a tree. It was rough and brittle to the touch, but nature was anything but. It was constantly changing and moving, flexible and vastly powerful. If there was anything to be awed by, it was not the towering buildings of the old or a new invention. It was everything you were, and everything around you. Tayui felt something indistinguishable well up in her chest, a great, profound happiness of being alive that was more wonderful than eternal ecstasy. She looked up in wonder as beams of light filtered through the sparse treetops, breathing a quiet 'wow' as she examined it. Her mind immediately related this to the painting she had seen, "The Ecstasy of St. Theresa." How the woman had been so enraptured with the love of the human God, how she had fallen back, how the angel had stood watching, and the light had came filtering down from the heavens. ___ The world was beautiful. She had known it all her life, but never had she actually thought that, never stated it to herself. She chuckled quietly to herself, letting her arm drop to her side. She tilted her head slightly as she heard the sound of another creature approaching, scanning the area for a flicker of movement. She paused, listening intently, waiting patiently for the other being to show themselves. The sound of something moving through the undergrowth was apparent, and Tayui assumed the source was from within the Storm pack lands. She stood, waiting, and finally the source of the noise revealed itself. Tayui smiled as she saw that it was a puppy, nodding slowly as the puppy spoke. "I would be Tayui, from another pack. Who are you?" |