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Post by Lady Laurestina on Apr 23, 2004 13:44:30 GMT -5
what a day? * takes a very deep breath*
* lost in a beatufiul dream that she doesn't wish to leave, feels something on her , once again she finds that she had feel asleep and looking to her left, looks for Lucian who is suppose to be sitting right next ot her on the old oak backed bench .... well where did he go, looks around and there on the ground... he lay with his blanket and feeling the fresh fragrant grass...
She can't believe it , he is impossible to keep an eye on... not feeling up to talking either, she just let's the sun shine fill her long lost soul.... realizes .... something is not right ....*oh dear, he could take a chill on the still cool spring ground.... she stands up and * speaks softly*
"Good counsin, you are beginning to cause me to be a bit well I am getting a little miffed here ... with thee, for first thee command me to nae leave the castle and then you come back all broken up physcially and mentally, and we all mend you back together!!!Now look at you on that grass..., you don't listen to our advice...., so that you may heal properly. Now what do you expect me to do.... ? * voice gets a little louder* I am at my witts
end here I tell yea... . even though you are mi cousin I do nae understand thee any longer I be getting pretty steamed with ya.."
Before she tires to pick you up from under your arm pits, she realizes she has nae the strength to pull you to you feet... especailly since she worries you will resist. Calls for Olaf once more...
"OLAF Please I need thee again, and this time I think we shall have to place some kind of restraints on mi cousin, yea have any ideas, I do nae wish to do such but mi cousin is nae behaving at all I be telling ya." *
can't help but chuckkle to see him enjoying the sun and the grass... but knows this may be a bit to much yet for his health.....
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Post by LucienMoonmist on Apr 23, 2004 22:47:18 GMT -5
*Turns to look at laurestina, then to olaf* Good sir, ye shall nae follow that command. *turning his head to laurestina, he spoke, his voice weak but commanding* Ye shall Nae bind me laurestina. I shall nae be bound as long as there still be breath within these lungs. *looknig back to the sky* And ye are correct, there are many things ye do nae understand good cousin. Ye hear the call of nature, yet ye do nae understand it. In the openness of the fields and the shallows of the woodlands, i am healthy. Within these trappings of blankets and stone, I am sickly. If ye wish me well, allow me the time to feel the pulse of me blood within the grass and the Earth herself. I forbid you leaving so that ye would nae die fer yer blood. I now ask ye to let me live fer mine.
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Post by Lady Alexandreania (Andrea) on Apr 23, 2004 23:03:16 GMT -5
~Clearing her throat having been forgotten by the other two, Andrea looks at both of them hoping to stop the arguement she could see rising up betwixt them~ "Stina how many times hae I heard both ye and Lucien speak of just how much of nature be need to be felt by ye both?" ~shakes her sable haired head~ "I nae claim to understand it. But just to see Him now, Lucien's color is more healthy than it t'was just a while ago. Ye can see that yeself."
"Restrainst nae be needed for truely I doubt that they could hold him long, tho that mayhap be mere fancy on my part in thinking. And as much as I wish He t'would slow down and let his body heal, this be better to my mind then the healing slumber he hae been in." ~Looks to Lucien~ "I gave ye my promise Last eve to nae fuss so much at ye," ~smiles~ "But nae test it to strenuously"
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Post by LadyLaurestina on Apr 24, 2004 10:42:15 GMT -5
Looking at Lucian and then to Lady Andrea, knowing within herself there remains a void, and for too long of a period her instinctive nature has been driven back, looted, and now, knows that both she and her cousin are both endangered species.
Feeling remorsefulness, knows that in order for her to be healthy she must open her heart. Very keen of sense, a playful spirit, and a more heightened capacity for devotion than most know. All of this she knows, and suppresses. Seeing her cousin, now once again gaining his strength, she listens to his word and reads his body language. She too takes heed, and listens to his words, reads her body language and remains silent thought she does understand him more than he thinks she does.
Looking into Lucian’s eyes she feels the intense concern, they do share a common blood. Both have been hounded, harassed, and falsely accused of being devouring and devious, overly aggressive, and having less value then those who know not the ways of the wild. Elvens who run with the wolves, who know how to handle all animals, and birds, are those who can clean up the wilds, nurture the environment and protect that which they feel needs their strengths.
Her memory took her back down the path of her childhood when she was an ecstatic wanderer. Rather than her Father and Mother’s Regal chairs and tables, she preferred the ground, trees, and caves, for in those places she felt she could lean against the cheek of God. She always ran to the river and loved to visit it after dark, especially in the moonlight. The fields needed her so in them so she could make them rustle-talk to her. Fires needed to be built in the forest at night, and fish were always willing to be caught and eaten as her mainstay. She was lucky to be brought up in nature. There she leaned to love lightning, and took lessons from how the trees grew, how she admired their rutal presence. Though the winds pushed them, swayed them, so their roots pressed deeper into the earth, made each grow stronger. She understood that humans had been here a long, long time because she found reminders of them in the soft dirt, and formed vessels with clay, and fired them in her blazing fire. She learned the sacred art of self decoration with monarch butterflies perched atop of her head, lighting bugs as her lamp, like small firey nymphs of the forest...the lightning bugs kept watch like protectors of the night over their fair maiden. The emerald green frogs were her play mates. leaves and pine bows put of plays and danced for her, as she made up their lines as if in a play. The fuzzy caterpillars, which fell from their branches, watchings as they crawled back up again taught her single mindedness. Climbing to the tops of trees taught what sex would someday feel like.
Yes…. She knew nature and now she would release her cousin back to what she knew would heal him better than any kind word or soft caress that she could ever extend to him.
Looking to her cousin with soft eyes, spoke now to him with her true nature,
* Mi Dear cousin, I am very sorry to have been a bit tense with thee, but sometimes the world dictates something to me that is nae ture to my nature. Do forgive me for being so protective of thee, tis mi nature as a wolf by heart, and do forgive me for nae being more thankful for saving mi life. I do pray thee will understand. I do now let thee go in peace and may our paths cross often, and know thee will always be in my prayers and thoughts. *
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Post by LucienMoonmist on Apr 30, 2004 20:13:10 GMT -5
*he grinned, a light grin as he layed his head down, eyes closing, his voice was soft again, vibrant* Dear cousin, ye need nae steel yerself about me. The amnnerisms of court are best left to those who claim praxis. We are children of the wood. We bend as the trees against the wind, we support as the earthen stone. We mold as the flowing river, return as the blades of grass. We are of blood, we are of nature. As long as we are within the folds of nature, we are free. *his body almost seemed to settle into the ground now, seeming to nestle within some embrace*
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Post by LadyLaurestina on May 2, 2004 20:30:58 GMT -5
*smiling softly*
"aye good Cousin, come let mi help thee up, and let us take in the sights that abound with natures abundant graces. See the trees in blossom, the birds nesting, flowers budding, some in full bloom. Aye good cousin, come, thee need to get up off the cool ground and bask in the sunlight.. do try and walk a bit...if nae, I can set thee in a wooden cart and pull thee around...* giggles softly* .. it is a whole new world..!!!.come......"
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Post by LucienMoonmist on May 2, 2004 22:58:02 GMT -5
*grinning, he nodded and slowly clamored to his feet, his movements slow, yet sure. Looking about the garden, he nodded again, then turned to his cousin* ahh, methinks there will be nae need for such. Aside, I should think I would nae be staying long within that cart even if it were provided. *winks softly*
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