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Bob Biter · 05-29-2003, 06:12 AM

Famished, Vinoh gives only a polite nod to the newcomer before eagerly filling a bowl with stew, then grabbing a mug of mead as soon as the kind woman finishes pouring. Within a few minutes, he finishes his simple, yet very satisfying meal, gets up and heads for the back wall. There, he sits cross-legged, each arm resting on his knees, and begins meditating. His breathing slows down, his muscles relax and his thoughts focus on nothing.

Despite having performed this ritual for many years, Vinoh finds that he has some difficulty letting his spirit rest. Images of the village's carnage and the evil that surrounds it flicker in his mind like a sputtering candle. Determined to cleanse himself and regenerate his mental strength, Vinoh begins to hum a simple 3-tone mantra to calm himself. Slowly, the black thoughts recede and there is only peace... only oneness with his will.

Vinoh always enjoyed this feeling. It gave him hope and made him feel completely in control of himself. He hears a slight, steady thumping that grows in volume as he deepens his meditation... the sound of his beating heart. He feels alive. He senses his will increasing, filling his entire being with serenity.

As it always has, his body begins to feel lighter. His breath deepens, as he peels away layers of his mind to find the truth within. Slowly, gently, Vinoh's body rises from the ground and floats about two feet from it. He opens his eyes, but doesn't see an inn filled with people, but a glade deep within the Deidren Forest, home of the Mind's Eye Guild. He hears a babbling stream nearby, he smells fresh dew all around him... This is his sanctuary, his inner place of beauty and peace. Each breath he takes strengthens his resolve and renews his powers.

Almost relunctantly, Vinoh closes his eyes, returning to the here and now. The babbling stream becomes his comrades' conversations, the peaceful glade becomes an inn. He's not exactly sure how much time has passed, but he does not care. He is renewed, full of vigor and conviction. Slowly, the mind mage unfolds his legs, letting them touch the ground, and calmly heads for the nearest table to sit.

05-29-2003, 06:12 AM	#206 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	Famished, Vinoh gives only a polite nod to the newcomer before eagerly filling a bowl with stew, then grabbing a mug of mead as soon as the kind woman finishes pouring. Within a few minutes, he finishes his simple, yet very satisfying meal, gets up and heads for the back wall. There, he sits cross-legged, each arm resting on his knees, and begins meditating. His breathing slows down, his muscles relax and his thoughts focus on nothing. Despite having performed this ritual for many years, Vinoh finds that he has some difficulty letting his spirit rest. Images of the village's carnage and the evil that surrounds it flicker in his mind like a sputtering candle. Determined to cleanse himself and regenerate his mental strength, Vinoh begins to hum a simple 3-tone mantra to calm himself. Slowly, the black thoughts recede and there is only peace... only oneness with his will. Vinoh always enjoyed this feeling. It gave him hope and made him feel completely in control of himself. He hears a slight, steady thumping that grows in volume as he deepens his meditation... the sound of his beating heart. He feels alive. He senses his will increasing, filling his entire being with serenity. As it always has, his body begins to feel lighter. His breath deepens, as he peels away layers of his mind to find the truth within. Slowly, gently, Vinoh's body rises from the ground and floats about two feet from it. He opens his eyes, but doesn't see an inn filled with people, but a glade deep within the Deidren Forest, home of the Mind's Eye Guild. He hears a babbling stream nearby, he smells fresh dew all around him... This is his sanctuary, his inner place of beauty and peace. Each breath he takes strengthens his resolve and renews his powers. Almost relunctantly, Vinoh closes his eyes, returning to the here and now. The babbling stream becomes his comrades' conversations, the peaceful glade becomes an inn. He's not exactly sure how much time has passed, but he does not care. He is renewed, full of vigor and conviction. Slowly, the mind mage unfolds his legs, letting them touch the ground, and calmly heads for the nearest table to sit. __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen.