Posted by Sable on 7/30/2002, 7:32 am *lowers her muzzle and breathes, then raises her head and joins, adding her soft howl to the night for a great spirit*
Sweet, that you may carry on to become the mountian air. Soft, that you may travel to become the mountian paths. Hark, that you may hear in passing words of grace. Strength, that you may become the sentinal trees. Run with the wolves, StarRider, may your spirit find home within all. May the wind always carry your tales to shine light where there was once none.
Sleep well friend.
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