**A large band of Raiders traveling east, positioned about one hundred pasangs NE of Turia**

A soft chuckle can be felt from your back against my chest and no monster in the night will get to you , Not with me here..

A glance back to the Woman .. My Captive it seems to have turned out .. A defiant, terrible High Caste woman .. How did I get into this ?..

Was it just the dream ?, that seems to be cycles ago now ?.. I don't know .. But I haven't slept more than an ahn or two at the most at any time .. But I will lay and close my eyes when the others do .. The pain coursing though me is worse that any could know .. and I've even taken up chewing on kanda when we camp, trusting my Raiders and my Brother being close , at least for now he is .. Budo leaves from time to time , especially when he knows we'll be in one place for awhile ..

Several ehns pass before I speak again .. My low voice quiet and a rumble against your small frame..

"There really are dangers out here girl .. And I want you to start letting your eyes get used to the darkness and start paying attention to all the little details around us ..

There may be a time when you see a threat, either it be beast or man , and be able to warn me so it will save Bother of us ..

This is one duty I will always expect of you .. I'm not saying to interrupt the Free or over react , but to Warn me when it matters ..I and the Raiders will begin to teach you our secret hand signals .. I want you to ask them to help you with iut .. They already know this is my will ..So .. There will be times when I will rely more on you than serving me fine meals like and fish this morning .."

Residence - Living Room
She is more than happy to grant your wish. And after a quick hug to Tony, because he has become a good friend, she will open a portal and take you home with her. Hopefully, Percy won't immediately demand attention. But he might.

l/p

I get it..same here…just funny shit, years later

I was the youngest, by a lot…my sibs were a lot older

I was an inadvertent accident…so almost everyone is gone now

makes her way into the bar, drawn back once again

angelic

One of the next steps along my path towards the 4-year (maybe 5 year?) goal is to get some experience writing for chorus. I particularly want to get some experience writing for womens chorus. I've been listening to a few things.... if you like, you might enjoy these:

Here's a selection from Kim Andre Afneson's "Magnificat" that I've posted here before.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ym4sH9VaHbU

This absolutely lovely Magnificat by who??? Isabella Leonarda (1620 – 1704). It's wonderful.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zFAUae8DRh4

I'd never heard of her, so I looked her up.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isabella_Leonarda

Anyway, a Magnificat is the end goal, but I'm not ready. Meanwhile, I've been binging on some contemmporary choral writers.

Eric Whitacre; Lux Arumque

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X5_LSBuPwXs

Cloudburst

https://youtu.be/0Zqp0OpzMAI?si=xQjO5gcoHkjsJ-vi

Ola Gjeilo

A Dark and Luminous Night

https://youtu.be/1q8TGE6xRRg?si=2wCKRDpAf4smjhH6

Hardangerfjorden from "The Road"

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=eric+whitacre+lux+aurumque

What pushed me to start though, was stretching in the gym and listening to a pop song about dreaming about being in Spain. So I've taken a first stab at writing lyrics. I honestly don't know how I feel about these, but here goes.

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I Dream of Caledonia

I dream of Caledonia,
Where the forests meet the sea.
I dream of Caledonia,
From Dunoon to sweet Dundee,
With the lochs so blue, and the forests green
As far as you can see.

I dream of Caledonia,
My homeland calls to me.

I dream of Caledonia,
Of the rising of the hills.
I dream of Caledonia
Where the circling hawk does shrill,
Cry out and call this heart of mine
To wing me homeward, bound.

I dream of Caledonia
My homelands hallowed ground.

I dream of Caledonia
Of the mountains dark and sheer,
I dream of Caledonia
In the summertime of the year;
Of her springtime flowers and her winter snow
She calls to me, and I must go.

For I dream of Caledonia…
I dream of Caledonia…
She calls and I must go.

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We shall see.

*nods*. He was a very cool guy.

cool .

*smiles*. I have a million. Weird and funny. If something weird doesn't happen while I'm on vacation, then we must not have gone on vacation. *Laughs*.

Residence - Living Room
Wanda nods, stretching a little and standing up to do so.

"That was some marathon!"

She chuckles a little, before looking over at Tony with a sort of ... half-shrug.

"Hard to say. It's also possible they come up with things we've never even heard of before."

She'll look back to you with a small nod.

"Yes please. And hopefully the short way back."

Via portal. She grins and then looks to Tony once more.

"Thanks for the snacks and all.

... But yes, another trip back sometime soon. We have a lot of data to go over in the meantime. And I'm also curious what else there is there."

She'll look back at you with a smile.
And assuming you grant her wish, even if she has to bat her eyelashes a little at you, we'll hop back through a portal to return home for the night. Some strange dreams probably in store for us given the marathon of movies we just watched.

(lp)

*smiles*. My grandpa was great. Spent hours identifying rocks with me in the back yard

Looks in before bed

Smiling at your fun stories…childhood memories

out

looking in

Underground Clubs
Of the faces around here, he spots a few telltale signs of gang symbols. He's worked on them all. His clinic was neutral ground and he denied no one, as long as they followed the rule. He'd patch anyone up, but no weapons and no military cyberware. He won't attach something that could kill someone. A few rare exceptions. Free. She reminded him of Sara. He felt compassion for the situation. Everyone has lines they might cross for certain reasons. The people he spot across the way aren't patients of his. They're cybered up to the gills, and not his work. The types that come out at night. The ones that dwell in the underground and dredged spaces of the foundation of this city. He'd keep his distance. Not his biz.

I see

Wring

*laughs*. At least I didn't wrong it's neck. My grandma did that, and my mom yelled at her because I saw it. And honestly, I couldn't figure out what she was doing!