 profile notes guests older host Climbing up on Solsbury Hill I could see the city lights Wind was blowing, time stood still Eagle flew out of the night He was something to observe Came in close; I heard a voice Standing, stretching every nerve I had to listen; had no choice I did not believe the information Just had to trust imagination My heart going boom boom boom - peter gabriel >>the players: Enid:not your ordinary princess. Axel: fairy/changling Duncan:new acquaintence Xander:not a forgotten lover. Brother: to Enid. >friends readers book 1 book 2 23 When I awoke this morning he was sleeping beside me. The wolf. At first it bothered me, but then it didn't. Somehow, he's a comfort. I'm not sure why. There were berries too so I've been munching on them. Not too many though. If I could just remember. So I'm supposed to know all this stuff. Or so he says. He says my mother was a warrior of some kind. She lived with a tribe of women on the outer banks of the river where it flows into the sea. She's been all over this country, evidently. She's kicked butt. She must think I'm clearly pathetic. Nothing like she expected. She's won all sorts of treasures just saving the whole kingdom from all sorts of evil things. "But she never kept any of those things for herself. She gave them back to the people. She didn't have time to drag all that junk around. Besides, she's a giver, not a taker." He went on and on about her before I went to sleep last night. I thought I might dream about her. I wanted so much to remember her. But I couldn't. Exactly. I thought of her dark blue hair. Her dark piercing eyes. Her calm smile. But it got fuzzy. I think I might forget her to.
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