Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn From: wolvie@cybernet.cse.fau.edu (christopher motherway) Subject: A quiet walk Message-ID: Date: Mon, 10 May 1993 18:47:48 GMT ADMIN: This is a seperate post from the [AU][Housestorming] project. Since Andrea and Sheryl's author will be out for a while, Lance and Blaze will need to do SOMETHING, right? Anyway, once he's back, all posts in the string will go through him. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - One breezy afternoon, Lance and Blaze decided to take the time to go for a walk. They left Generica through the East Gate and did not stop until they reached a grassy hilltop, the same hilltop they spotted Generica from when they first arrived. The couple then sat down and view the sun as it started to set across the sea and behind Generica. This was the first time Lance had to truly relax for quite sometime. The image of Raoh laughing at his face still haunted his dreams. And the news that one of his henchmen was alive somewhere did not help. He had heard Andrea's scream and had question her about it. But the only answer received was that she would take a walk. He was not worried, though. Andrea could take care of herself, and so could Sheryl. He just needed this time to wipe his mind clean and think about nothing but the quiet, serene scene before him. As one of the Royal Guards of Wolverton, Lance hardly ever had the chance to relax. And the last time he did, the king had been usurped. But he did relish the times where he could let his mind wander free. Sometimes, he would compose a song or two (although, this time, he had left the mandolin at the Inn). This time, he thought of his father, how he saw him while dead, and how he knew that he understood his feelings. Lance than looked at his mate...so beautiful, as always. He never could remember the day when he finally learned that he truly loved her. He could not help but smile as he turned back to the sunset. Blaze enjoyed these quiet times as well. It gave her time to let her energies flow within her. Her father had told her that, when the magical energies pass through the body, there was not hardly anything that could compare to the feeling. Blaze had to agree with him this time. For the energies were those of love; love of life, love of the earth and, primarily, the love of Lance. She turned to her mate and said, "Beloved, are you...happy here in Generica?" Lance hesitated his reply. saying, "Well,....well, yes. Yes, as a matter of fact. I DO like it here." Blaze sighed a bit of relief. "Oh. You see, I thought that... well,...after all, when we first came, you were not too thrilled about staying..." "True, but...I have grown used to this place already. In a way, it reminds me of Wolverton. Everybody here is friendly, even when cautious. And they are quite happy with the town, even with the storm damaging a good part of it. And you, dear? Are YOU happy?" "Oh, yes, Lance. Not even Bevillsca could take this fair city's place." For a while more, they said nothing. Blaze rested her head on Lance's shoulders as they watched the ships casting shadows across the sun. Lance stroked her long hair gently. Then Blaze spoke again, softly. "I was at that house, Lance. The one Andrea spoke about. I did not go in, but I felt a powerful evil there. The last time I felt evil like that was when we face Raoh." Lance answered softly, "Fear not, my love. Once Andrea is ready, we will take care of whatever 'bugs' are in there. Even the evil ones. After all, is that not why we started travelling?" The couple looked into each other's eyes and smiled. Then they kissed, a long and passionate kiss indeed. They would watch the sun conclude its trip into the horizon, then return to the Inn for dinner and a good night's rest. They would also hope Andrea returned soon.