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rabidsamfan) wrote2004-10-08 07:18 pm
rabidsamfan) wrote2004-10-08 07:18 pm
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This makes up for so much. The recalcitrant digestion, the incurable tendency to bite off the heads of the orcs who are meant to tend them, the molting feathers that stick to my robes; these are nothing compared to the view which I now command. The very mountains are like pebbles beneath me.
Even better it is to bend my mount and fall without fear, diving to soar over farmland and fortress, my own shadow sweeping across the upturned faces of the gathering armies.
I shriek out my delight, and watch the frightened ants scatter.
“Look at me! I’m flying!”
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This makes up for so much. The recalcitrant digestion, the incurable tendency to bite off the heads of the orcs who are meant to tend them, the molting feathers that stick to my robes; these are nothing compared to the view which I now command. The very mountains are like pebbles beneath me.
Even better it is to bend my mount and fall without fear, diving to soar over farmland and fortress, my own shadow sweeping across the upturned faces of the gathering armies.
I shriek out my delight, and watch the frightened ants scatter.
“Look at me! I’m flying!”
Timeline (fiction only, most recent version, includes AU) first previous next last
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