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 Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:45 am
"Well," started the blue God. "At least you are now in a land filled with life, and wat could only mean endless opportunites?" He looked around as he spoke, then to the sky. "I am afraid, young cub, that I must be going. I bid you farewell, and good like on whatever journey you are taking."
Kweupe rose from the ground on his soft white wings and floated into the sky, leaving Fedha alone. A single white feather, as soft as a cloud, was carried to the feet of the now alone cub.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:49 am
Fedha watched him go for a moment, and then nodded with the god's words, agreeing with them. "Endless opportunites.." He mumbled to himself, realizing just how right that was.
His eyes landed on the feather and he just laughed to himself. It was weird to have that happen in two days. He took the feather in his mouth, and almost dropped it. It felt much different from his other, lighter and fluffier. He moved into the distance with his prize.
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