08-11-2010, 07:39 AM
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Blergh, sorry for the poor quality, but I'm horrible at starting threads.. XD This thread is set near the outskirts of Wolfville. Hope that is okay.
He missed his aunt’s presence. He missed hearing the voice of an instrument. He had grown up with their voices drifting in and out of his suffering conscience. The voices had sometimes drifted on top of the light breeze when the lands were silent. Now there was nothing but the tranquility the wilderness had to offer. This was not less beautiful, but he missed it nevertheless. Perhaps it was Mew’s voice he missed. Death was never final. The departed continued to live through the individuals that still lived. Mew had taught him so much. He wanted the rest of the pack to remember her as well. Her body was gone and her soul had flown away, but there were ways to bring her back.
It had been some time since he had been close to where Mew had lived, but now the optime found his feet returning to the lonely house that once had housed laughing children. Had he managed to care for his aunt’s orphans? He had been a mere child himself when they came to live with Alexey, the previous puppy sitter. He had done his best, but he couldn’t undo the pain that had been inflicted when their mother disappeared so abruptly from their lives. They would have to go on nevertheless. Few families remained unbroken. There were cracks in every living soul here. Perhaps it was harder for them because they had known love and safety. He never had that, so perhaps he could not imagine the pain they had experienced when that had been taken away.
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He missed his aunt’s presence. He missed hearing the voice of an instrument. He had grown up with their voices drifting in and out of his suffering conscience. The voices had sometimes drifted on top of the light breeze when the lands were silent. Now there was nothing but the tranquility the wilderness had to offer. This was not less beautiful, but he missed it nevertheless. Perhaps it was Mew’s voice he missed. Death was never final. The departed continued to live through the individuals that still lived. Mew had taught him so much. He wanted the rest of the pack to remember her as well. Her body was gone and her soul had flown away, but there were ways to bring her back.
It had been some time since he had been close to where Mew had lived, but now the optime found his feet returning to the lonely house that once had housed laughing children. Had he managed to care for his aunt’s orphans? He had been a mere child himself when they came to live with Alexey, the previous puppy sitter. He had done his best, but he couldn’t undo the pain that had been inflicted when their mother disappeared so abruptly from their lives. They would have to go on nevertheless. Few families remained unbroken. There were cracks in every living soul here. Perhaps it was harder for them because they had known love and safety. He never had that, so perhaps he could not imagine the pain they had experienced when that had been taken away.