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Long has he been here, seated upon the hard stone ledges of these craggy peaks, here in this place where breathing moves only with difficulty into words. Long has it been, this searching after words for many were the syllables that needed to be found within the shifting patterns of moving air. Still the words have been found and the pages they filled were many and with the filling of these pages has come the freedom to leave this steep and lonely place where the swift and unrelenting movement of wind and the small gray owl he has named Whisper have been his only companions. Standing he breathes deeply filling his lungs with the free and living air of this place. He looks outward to that formidable structure of word and stone that is called, in the tongue of this board, the Keep. He is free once more to visit its broad and welcoming balconies and soon he will do so. But there are new eddies within the moving air near the confining walls of that mighty place of tale and song, the gusting movement of breathing that has brought forth words, and among those words are voices that are new to his hearing. He smiles. Nothing moves with the freedom of wind and in the freedom that has come to him in the speaking of many words he steps off the ledge and lets the free and living air bear to those new spoken breezes that move with such life and freedom.

 

As he steps out into the wind the small owl flies toward the Keep. Silent is its movement and swift is its passage through the speech filled air of this place. Whisper flies into the great festal hall that those of this place have named the Cabaret Room and drops the note that the quiet man took such joy in composing:

 

Yesterday morning I defended my dissertation and much to my surprise and delight was awarded a Pass with Distinction. No longer am I looking at the light at the end of the grad school tunnel, but rather I should be leaving the tunnel itself in just a few short steps.

 

ooc: This news was too good not to share.

Edited by Cyril Darkcloud
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Much to your surprise? Not to mine!

 

congratulations many times over, that is a MAJOR milestone you've reached!

 

Peredhil gets out the party balloons

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What wonderful news, Cyril! Congratulations, not only for your newfound freedom, but for the knowledge you have gained during your captivity. Perhaps you should be our official 'mountain Sage', with all that wisdom. ;)

 

Sincerely,

~Yui

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Wyvern adds his own "Congratulations!" to Cyril's ever-growing pile of friendly cheers, grinning and giving the Quill-Bearer two big thumbs for the well-deserved achievement. Pondering Yui's advice, Wyvern considers forming a list of gelding questions to ask the knowledgable member as he exits...

 

Best wishes Cyril, 'tis excellent news indeed! :)

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