Reminisce old memories

Quote:He twitched an ear as the rose and came to sit beside him. He enjoyed the feel of companionship after so long of treading the land with nothing but the wind to keep him company. He looked out across the cliff?s view once more and thought to himself how the threads of the past where hard to shake lose. This wolf beside him voiced her question he let loose a warm, and soft chuckle. She had not been the first to ask that question, and again he was struck by the similarities of the present and the past, he remembered Illaria who once had asked this also. ?Does she talk to you, Kastiel??


Despite all that had happened to him since and all the changed in his life, there was one unmoving constant, one thing that could never change for him. It was for this reason that his answer was similar to the one had had once given upon a cliff many years ago.
?The wind is not a single voice my dear, in that regards I do not hear the voice of the wind. I hear instead the one of Mother Nature?
He smiled now; his head tilted slightly to the side and true warmth was on his face now, like one who spoke of an old friend.


?She doesn?t speak... but I can still understand her words. Feel the wind, Illaira?

?Before you judge my sanity let me finish...?
He chuckled gently again, there were no words in his head but his own, that was not the nature of the Wind he followed. He raised his head ever so slightly to feel the brush of wind against his face. To taste the scents and life that carried on its back.
?Feel the wind... and tell me you cannot hear her voice. If you listen there is life everywhere and the wind is her path to connect these voices together. Hear the noses of the forest? Even the faint rustle of the bushes, the scents of deer and scent and song of birds; that is her voice. We become her voice for we are her life. There would be no Mother Nature if there was no living creatures. A mixed union of voices become her words... so yes, she talks to me, she talks to all and I forever listen?
He spoke softly now, knowing that his beliefs where alien in these lands, and a simple slip of words could seem his sanity was in question rather than showing the free wolf the wind had made him.



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