Reminiscence Reintroductions, and Rabid Ire

[Koschei]

Strange things are buffeted in on unseemly breezes.

Garbage and leaves, paper and dust, memories and blurred words.

Or, in this instance, a bird. Like an owl, if owls were prone to luminescence like moonlight on dew, or to cursing in strange words about "the bloody weather".

The Owl clutching a bundle in one talon, flaps and squawks as it tumbles through the air. Hardly graceful, hardly noble, but confident, sure-of-himself, and wickedly clever, he tumbles before this new place, sight unseen. "Hellfire and chips. I thought I'd got free of this nonsense."

The Owl (it feels like it must be capitalized, you realize, for the form of prose is revealing and form follows function and the function of our very communication here is the written word) adjusts himself, and settles into this place, growins still. Pax means peace and peace means stillness and stillness rewards listeners with wisdom.


<blockquote class='quote_blockquote'><dl><dt>Quote:</dt><dd>&nbsp;</dd></dl><div>I'm an old Blackstar Refugee, and a Grove Refugee from before that, and a Creatures Community regugee before that. I am from long, long ago.

Our Lord Psycho has encouraged me to join us, but my schedule is a rapidly evolving beast.. Expect more observation than play, but the occasional gambit is always welcome.[/quote]

[Koschei]

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[TheDarkPsycho]

Greetings, Owl, it has truly been too long. I hope you don't mind that the welcome isn't more extravagant. My Temple recently decided to do a crash remodeling, so I am a bit weak at the moment.

[Swix]

Welcome

[Mage of Mist]

Hello&#33; ^^

[Jent]

Nice to see you again, HLS.