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Post by SirThanatos on Jul 22, 2004 13:00:40 GMT -5
As he passed thro the Gates upon Mortis, he had the feeling he was being watched by person's unknown, but his mission was unfolding before him, and he had no time to wonder overlong about it....but was a curious feeling indeed!
His eyes swept the grounds to either side, even tho still relatively close to the Castle, his instincts bade him to remember his training, and how he managed to stay alive all these years...Be Alert, was once again his byword and as Mortis' hooves pounded into the dirt of the roadway he spoke to his old friend....
Mortis! Show me the meaning of haste my friend! The King bade us on a Mission, and we must not tarry along the way! Run my friend, fly through the miles between us and this Capt. Richards!!
He could almost "see" sparks fly as the horse redoubled his efforts to carry his Charge to the appointed destination...The Warrior from Wales laughed softly to himself..now that battle would be Joined, he was his old self again...
So he lowered himself across Mortis' neck to lower the wind resistance for the animal, and he watched the miles, and scenery go flashing by!
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