Still in the orc camp
The Shaman turned his head away, like an old tortoise he sank into his large coat again. I nodded a Farewell, stood up slowly and looked around.
The orcs were staring at me... they had heard the Shaman all right, but their faces were definitely not very inviting.
Tipping, dangling, turning my halfmoon amulet I made my way past them - searching their hearts, looking into their eyes.
[color:"a0a0ff"]The bond between the races is gone forever
The bond between individuals is still alive...
The soft tune of hope was aided by the sound of searching... call of a young one in search of its mother... cry of an eagle calling his mate... buzz of a bee looking for nectar... green eyes meeting blue eyes... a laugh of mutual understanding... the gift of respect... question hanging in the air... where are you, Orc?[/color]
I searched..., dodging tents, camp fires... taking care not to come too close to these huge bundles of aggression, I searched...
Last edited by kiya; 25/05/03 06:14 PM.
