Ominus travels

Serendipity has finished picking a handful of choice flowers when she hears a noise behind her. "Julius, I've found the most beautiful flowers in this clearing." She hears no reply. "Julius? Omi?" She turns her head and just as she thought, there is no one there. That's rather odd. Why would he disappear? She listens closely. There is nothing but silence. This does not bode well.

She reaches into her basket and takes a bread knife out. Better safe than sorry. There are wild animals out here. She puts the knife in her pocket, hoping it won't cut the fabric too much. Still, being alive is worth a torn skirt. She leaves the basket where it is. Then she cautiously walks back down the path. Surely her date is just gathering flowers and she is overreacting.

As she rounds the bend she sees Julius, standing like a statue, his hand on the hilt of his sword. A snake! There must be a big snake in the brush. She walks slowly to the left, watching Julius to see where the danger might be. He's looking at a tree, but there's nothing there. "What is it Dear . . . ?"

"No, Sere don't . . " She feels herself being grabbed from behind. A wave of panic rushes over her and she gasps loudly. She is quickly pulled backward and feels a knife on her throat. Then she sees Julius' face. She is both saddened and surprised by the emotions she sees in his expression. Then she sees him glare, a face of determination, of malice.

She wants to cry, for his face speaks volumes of his emotions. Surely I'm a dead woman. I'm sad that he cares for me. How terrible it would be for him to watch me die, as he stands helpless. I surely hope not.

She consults her body and grasps his right arm with her left. Whoever this man is he's very strong. She closes her eyes for a moment to think. Show no weakness Sere. She opens her eyes and looks at Ominus. She gives him a half smile as if to say It's okay Dear. We'll figure it out. If she is strong, he will be strong.

She sees another man behind Julius though. This is not good. Still, confidence. Calm. She looks at Julius and remembers the knife. She pats her pocket innocently, trying to give him the idea that she has it and to have faith in her.

He seems to nod and she can only assume that's what he's thinking.

She takes a deep breath and feels herself shaking from the adrenaline. Please Jah. Give me the strength.

Doug wrote:

Doug is quite pleased how this has turned out. He has the lady at knife point and the Palsgrave has no where to run. This is so perfect. I couldn't have planned it better. Oh wait. I did plan it. He laughs to himself and smiles glaringly at the young man. He looks down at the girl, sweeping her hair to the left to get a better visual. Her peasant shirt and corset don't cover her that well. Mmmm. She is quite pleasing to the eye. Perhaps we should dispatch the young lord and then get that corset off. We could both have our way with her. Oh yes. I doubt Devanto would mind that. He's always game for some fun.

She seems quite docile. Perhaps she'll be easy to handle. He runs his knife down her throat to her collarbone. She doesn't move at all. He looks down at the rest of her body.
Oh yes. That would be quite nice. My plan has just been revised. He chuckles to himself quietly.

Serendipity sees the look on Ominus's face as they communicate in a glance. He is ready, she thinks. So glad I grabbed this knife.

She wonders how best to distract her captor. She feels him move her hair. Then his breath on her neck. It's hot. She tries not to cringe. Then he moves his knife down to her collarbone. She starts to shake. The thought of him touching her; disgusting. She feels his eyes on her. I know what he's looking at and there's not exactly any way to adjust my top . . . and just like that . . an idea.

She manages to be as casual as possible and rudely spouts out: "Hey! This fellow paid for me all day, fair and square. If you two wanna join the party it will be extra. I wasn't paid for that, so you'll have to talk to the boss; Alistair. Yea . . He runs the brothel."

She motions to the man behind Ominus. " . . . and him. He looks mean enough but not tough enough to take Alistair. No. No. Ali's a really big man . . and he has employees if you know what I mean." She hopes her captor's eye followed her hand when she pointed at the man behind her beau. She puts her right hand in her pocket and grasps the knife tightly.

She feels her captor loosen his grip, as the wheels turn in his head. Now is the time.

She pulls the knife out quickly and puts both arms up and grabs her captors arm. He sees the knife and loosens his grip a bit. She grabs his arm tightly and holds it straight with all her might. She jumps up a little and hopes she is heavy enough. She pulls her legs up, so that all her weight is pulling this man down. She curls into a ball as he comes forward. She rolls to the right, as he falls toward the ground. He tries to tuck or catch himself, but he has a knife in one hand and has no where for his legs to go. His head goes straight onto a rock with a heavy thud sound.

Having done a somersault Serendipity stands next to him. The thud sound she heard was not a pleasing one. It was one of the most horrible sounds she'd ever heard. She stands up still shaking and points the knife at him. She watches the knife shake in her hand. Her heart is pounding in her ears. Panting heavily she looks up to see Ominus using the opportunity she gave him.

The man . . he's not moving.

Despite the situation Ominus has to bite back a smile as Serendipity begins to tell the ridiculous story to the man leering at her outfit. Noticing the quick flash of her arm as she begins her attack move he turns fully towards the second assailant; hoping fervently that she can hold her own.

Facing the swordsman, now more confident in his chances, he offers up a bitter smile and raises his sword; a sword held in a practiced and steady hand."Fiat justitia." And with these words he takes a step towards the man, a resolute expression upon his face. The order can't know he's still alive, it must remain believing he is dead.

He swings the sword from the left side, at chest height, a rather standard first move, and one the man in crimson deflects easily. They circle one another, both looking for an opening in the defense of their opponent..

Translation: Fiat justitia ~ "Let Justice be done"

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Devanto enjoys a good fight. He opens his mouth with a smirk to the man circling him,
"Your wife. You know she begged me to spare her... " He watched the young mans eyes. No doubt losing his family had a great effect on him. I can use that. He must be destroyed, he's still a great threat to us.


" . . . and your young son. She begged for his life too." Ominus twists aside at the last moment. Ah. Almost had him there.

Devanto can already taste the blood.

Ominus moves quickly, but a little too late when his opponent sends a rapid stab to his side. A rip of cloth is heard, but thankfully no searing pain spreads through his body. Ominus shakes his head as he knocks the man's sword away. 'Idiot.. Don't let him distract you, focus on the task at hand.'

"But I ignored her cries and beheaded them both as I shall now do to.. you" Ominus ducks even as he brings up his sword, deflecting the powerful blow. 'Don't listen' he tells himself, 'Just do what you know you have to'. Ominus then sweeps his sword downwards towards the man's stomach, surprisingly however, the man manages to agilely dodge out of the way. "You killed an innocent woman and child. The Order's problem was with me and my Father... It was not with them..." He pauses for a moment as he slashes his sword in a diagonal arc towards the man's torso, which is, again, blocked. "For this, and many other crimes...justice must be served. I do not seek revenge because I know killing you cannot give them back to me." He sends a quick jab at his opponent to keep him on his toes.

"What you have taken from me, you took forever."

Ominus glances at the man's face, a face that shows no remorse for his action, no shred of morality, no sense of right or wrong. He almost feels sorry for a man who has become so consumed by the lust of money and power that he had allowed it to corrupt his being...

SERI wrote:

Serendipity stands motionless next to the body of her captor. She shakes looking down at him. Her body is still full of energy from the attack she can barely believe she has just accomplished.

She feels her captor's chest. There is no movement - no breath. She kneels next to him, not knowing what else to do. "He's gone Seri . . and it was not your fault."

She hears Julius and the man from the Order talking. Soon they are circling each other. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. She thinks about this man she barely knows; Julius . . . and these men . . . they know him and everything about him . . . and she knows nothing.

I know nothing and yet . . I really want nothing more in this world. He is so magnificent and I won't lose him. . . I will not be a victim wither. This man will not take Julius from me.

She looks up determined. No tears in her eyes, just a focus that she rarely shows; a focus she didn't know she had.

As she stands up she hears "Your wife. You know she begged me to spare her... " She sees Julius' face lose color and his profile changes from that of a kind, happy man to . . . devastation.

" . . . and your young son. She begged for his life too." Seri puts a hand to her chest and her eyes tear up completely. "No. It can not be." she whispers to herself. "Who? Who could do that?"

She looks up to see Julius regain his composure. She tries to regain hers as well, but this . . . revelation, it changes things. He is even more than she saw in him before. The losses he's suffered . . . but she must compose herself if she's to help him.

She stands up and puts the knife behind her back. If the fight goes bad she will use it. She won't lose all that she's found in this man, if Julius is even his real name.

Devanto studies his opponents face, it's a stern one - focused entirely on the job at hand. He launches an attack in frustration, raining a flurry of blows upon his enemy. 'Gah, this infernal fellow's been practicing, I can't get a hit in!' Devanto parries the return strike, feeling the shock travel up his arm 'And he's as strong as he was last time, if not more so . . '

He suddenly spots the opening he was looking for, and draws back his sword eagerly, aiming to swing for the gap in his opponent's defense. 'Ah, finally, he almost had me worried . . . . but now . . .'

Feeling a searing pain suddenly burn through him he blinks, not quite understanding it's origin. Glancing down his eyes fall upon the sword sticking from his chest. Turning to look at Ominus he notices the look upon his face, a world weary one, not the one of a man reveling in a revengeful victory, as he would have expected. As the sword falls limply from his hand, and his other one rises to touch the red spot rapidly spreading across the breast of his tunic, he looks at the man before him and feelings of fear begin to swamp him. 'All that I've gained . . . I took lives . . . so many . . for wealth and power. If I can't live to enjoy them . . . I thought it would make me happy, but now . . . now my work has only bought me death'

Raising his glance weakly to the man before him he speaks with a tongue that feels heavy, leaden, "Can you . . . forgive . . . me?" And his vision fades . . the image of this man becoming foggy. He notices a slight nod from Ominus, his lips moving. But Devanto can no long hear the words. Darkness engulfing him he sinks towards the ground, tired, so . . tired.

Ominus draws his sword back and to the right, making it appear as though he is going to swing it in a wide arc, exposing his side in a tempting offer to the man before him. As the man takes the bait Ominus thrusts his sword forward, piercing through his chest. His opponent's face shows first pain and then shock, both of which are rapidly followed by disbelief. As Ominus releases his hold upon the hilt of his sword he turns his gaze upward from the sword to look into his opponent's face. A mix of feelings wash through him now, perhaps the foremost of these is, surprisingly, pity for his foe, followed by weariness. A sense of success; of victory, doesn't really even seem to appear on the scene.

Ominus looks over at Serendipity, for the first time since this fight began, and notices that she's standing alone, her assailant is nowhere to be seen. 'No. . Wait. There he is..is he dead? Well, I'm impressed, it seems this woman is full of surprises..' Suddenly a voice breaks into his thoughts "Can you . . . forgive . . . me?" Turning back towards the man kneeling unsteadily before him, he pauses, this man had helped in the killing of his family . . . But as the attacker wavers, beginning to slump forward, Ominus nods, he finds that in this moment he actually doesn't hate him as much as he thought he did "I. . . yes, I forgive you". With the giving of this forgiveness his heart seems to rise a little, as though a great weight is lifted. Ominus kneels down next to him and gently closes his open eyes.

Pulling his sword from the still body before him he wipes it upon the grass, cleaning off the fresh blood. Ominus turns towards Serendipity and looks at her for a long moment, unsure what to say. (Well, there's a rough draft - feel free to edit it a bit if you like, I'll look in on Tuesday (your time) or when I have time and make the final revision.)

Serendipity wrote:

Seri takes a deep breath as Julius walks toward her. His face is full of concern. As she's swept up in his arms she begins to feel safer, already comforted. She hears him whisper, "I'm . . sorry." As he holds her close and she feels safe in his arms, she finally let's go of the torment she was holding in. She sobs for about a minute as the experience of what just happened hits her. Two men lay dead, one at her hand. After a few deep breaths she stops crying and then tries to compose herself again.

"It's alright. It's all over now," she tells herself. She looks up at Julius. Despite the situation his thoughts only seem to be for her. Has she affected him so much? She takes a deep breath and looks him in the eyes. Tears stream down her cheeks and she uses his shirt to wipe them away.

"Julius, don't be sorry. Those men had no right." She dries her tears some more and tries to make a smile.

"You . . . you're a knight . . or a fighter of some kind. I've never seen a man use a sword like that before . . . and I've seen sword fights. You have even more secrets than I thought you might."

Seri didn't know what else to say. "Should I not mention his previous family? His wife and son. Were there more? Are they dead too?"

"Maybe it's best to wait until he's ready to tell me that. He doesn't travel with anyone. Yes. That's it. I will wait to ask him."

"Julius, I'm sorry to hear about your past but it does not bother me. Not after seeing . . these men. Someone as pleasant and kind as you are, I don't know how you came across them, but that doesn't matter. Truly you are an honest man . . . and how you stood up to them despite the odds, it was quite impressive."

"At some point we can talk about it some more, but that's up to you. I have no issues with facing your past . . the future . . together. You're the brightest thing I've seen in my future for a long time."

"Julius, don't be sorry. Those men had no right." Ominus watches as she dries her tears with his shirt, thinking angrily to himself 'No, no, they didn't. But then that's what the order does, doesn't it? That which they have no right to do!' But then she continues and he listens attentively "You . . . you're a knight . . or a fighter of some kind. I've never seen a man use a sword like that before . . . and I've seen sword fights." Ominus smiles sadly as she guesses correctly, giving a slight nod, a motion she doesn't see."You have even more secrets than I thought you might."

Ominus looks at her as she glances away for a moment, seemingly struggling with something. He takes this chance to think upon the questions bombarding his own mind 'Do I tell her? Tell her that I was a knight, an officer, a lord? Where do I even plan for this . . . relationship to go? I have come to care for her far more than I realized, and in the space of only a few days. She's extremely beautiful, and yet . . . there's so much more to her. Her passion and kindness are greater than I expected. Her heart, unlike so many others, is actually in the right place. He smiles slightly as he thinks about the time they've already shared together. They were all great ones. I love making her laugh. Her sense of humor is like my own and being with her really does make the days seem brighter.'

He thought more on it and his smile faded. 'But, I don't want to hurt her, nor cause her to be hurt. She doesn't deserve that.' He's about to open his mouth when she suddenly continues.

" . . . . I have no issues with facing your past . . the future . . together. You're the brightest thing I've seen in my future for a long time."

He smiles at her as she speaks such kind things to him. He takes a deep breath, making his choice. She at least deserves an explanation after being put through this. Also, the burden he carries is heavy. It would be lighter if he could share it and she seems more than willing. The secret . . . for so many long, dark months, he could not be "himself". He'd done nothing to draw attention to himself. The fact that these two happened upon him. He hoped it was pure chance. They did seem unprepared after all.

Ominus realizes his arms are still around her and he squeezes her once after she speaks, almost as an answer. Then he releases her slowly, reluctantly. Her closeness had felt . . good, warm. "Seri. . . I am thankful to hear those words come from your lips. I feel that you can be trusted, and that I, at least, owe you an explanation about these men. I . . .

He lifts his head. "Wait. Do you hear that?" Ominus touches a finger to her lips to shush her gently. He listens closely as the sound of voices drift down the path toward them - more men?! He steps to the side of Seri and places her behind him in a single motion.

He unsheathes his sword as the men's voices come closer. He whispers quietly to Serendipity, "Go. Hide somewhere . . . It's only me they're after. If they found you on a path they would leave you be."

Seri finds herself pleased as he smiles in response to her comments. He is so handsome when he smiles. She watches him as he speaks.

"Seri. . . I am thankful to hear those words come from your lips. I feel that you can be trusted, and that I, at least, owe you an explanation about these men. I . . . "

As he puts his finger to her lips she purses them in a kiss. Watching his expression for the smile, she's a little surprised to see he's quite serious. Oh . . bloody . .. She does as told, not moving or speaking. He tells her to hide.

Hide? Gah. I can not cope with one more attack like that. Whoever these men are I'll be the death of them. She glares at the ground as she backs up slowly. She looks around herself to see where she might go.

She spies a large rock a bit up the path. She picks up her knife quickly and hurries in quick steps, near the spot where her own captor had been hiding. It really is an ideal spot. She looks back at Julius and nods at him before disappearing behind the rock.

Walking along the path as he did his regular afternoon patrol of the woods looking out for those damn teens trying to eat some magical mushrooms out in the forest Alistair whistles a tune to himself. He enjoys his life, every afternoon he is paid to walk around the woods and boss about stupid kids and on occasion clap them in irons. Oh fond memories. Walking down the path he stumbles on something falling flat on his face, jumping to his feet again lightning fast and spitting out leaves as he looks around for those damn hooligans who he suspected set a trap up to trip him. Looking down at his feet he sees a lifeless body with another one laying not too far off, his eyes widen and his face turns pale.

This is not good.....

Looking around again he notices Ominus standing not too far off with an expression of relief on his face as he walks towards him. Feeling the life drain from his legs he stands in fear as Ominus approaches him and he starts trying to explain himself, but his mind is a blank and he does not hear anything Ominus says. Finally coming back to reality he mumbles "I didnt see anything, I swear..... I just happened upon these bodies in the woods...... be on your way......I'll have this sorted out."

(lol, very nice Alistair )

Ominus sighs in relief as he notices that it is only Alistair on patrol for the town, and not a contingent of the Order's troops. It had sounded like a small group with all the noise Alistair had been making as he'd moved along. Ominus had begun to explain to the white faced Alistair just what he was doing with his sword drawn, but the young lad hadn't seemed to be paying attention. 'The lad's in shock, I do believe..' Frowning slightly Ominus takes another step towards him, and Alistair's eyes suddenly rise, full of fear, to meet his own "I didnt see anything, I swear..... I just happened upon these bodies in the woods...... be on your way......I'll have this sorted out." Ominus watches as Alistair looks confused. "Alistair . . .Wait up a moment! Maybe Seri can explain better.."

Almost as an after thought he sheaths the sword still held in his hand, realizing that it probably doesn't help his reassurances.

Serendipity emerges from the bushes and smiles at Alistair. "Oh, it's good to see you Ali!" She quickly walks up to Alistair and hugs him tight, careful of the knife in her pocket. As she lets go of him, she notices that he barely cringes when she hugs him. Unusual, but a good thing, she tells herself.

"Well, there's nothing to explain. These robbers came out of no where and tried to trap us and well . . . I got lucky. Julius of course can take care of himself." She smiles over at Julius. "It was very impressive Ali."

She walks carefully back to Julius. She stand right next to him, her hand slowly finding his at his side. She finds his hand and grasps it. She looks at him. "The danger is over, but . . my heart is still pounding."

She takes another look at Alistair. He seems a bit stirred but then he smiles and waves them off. I guess he'll take care of the mess then, she thinks. I don't suppose he has to explain anything. He is Alistair after all.

Ominus wrote:

Ominus feels his cheeks grow a little hot as he hears the compliment from Seri "Julius of course can take care of himself...It was very impressive Ali." He stands there thinking for a moment before his pointless musings are interrupted as he feels a hand slips slowly into his; a soft hand, smooth, with slender fingers. As they continue to walk down the path her next words..
*almost cause him to stop in his tracks "The danger is over, but . . my heart is still pounding."

Looking at her for a moment he feels a sudden urge and leans over, kissing her lips gently. After the kiss his lips brush against hers in the lightest of whispers as he speaks quietly,  "I'm very proud of your resolve and actions back there."    

As he leans in to kiss her Seri is a bit dazed. When his lips meet hers she feels tingly. Her heart pounds even louder. She instinctively closes her eyes and finds herself leaning into him. When his lips leave hers she gasps for breath. She had forgotten to breathe.

She hears his compliment, but is distracted by how her stomach is tingling. It's as if butterflies have taken flight inside her. She smiles up at him. She puts both of her hands on his shirt and grasps the cloth. She pulls him close to her as he smiles. She puts her arms around his neck and stands on her toes to reach his lips fully. As her lips part she feels his soft lips caress hers. She kisses him slowly and feels her entire body heat up in response.

When their lips finally part she takes a very deep breath and smiles at him.  "Wow . . . . I am beyond glad you did that. She feels her face flush. She must be blushing. She grins. She's comfortable with him seeing her blush. Her feelings are a little more obvious now anyway. "Now I have something to show you."    

She takes out the knife she had in her pocket and takes a few steps up the hill. She puts it back in the basket, but in the side pocket. She picks up the basket and takes his hand. She smiles at him and pulls him up the slope quickly.

"Come Dear."

Ominus feels her lean closer and smiles a little, glad she wasn't offended by his action. He is a little surprised as her hands grasp his shirt then ease their way around his neck. As she stands on the tips of her toes, he kisses her again, feeling a pleasant thrill course through his body as her moist lips, parted slightly, meet his own. As he moves his lips slowly in response to her tender kiss he feels his heart race.

Ominus blinks and takes her offered hand with a soft smile, his thoughts still upon the feel of her soft lips. As he crests the small slope after her he notices a break appearing in the trees, sunlight filtering through the canopy. The dull noise of cascading water has become louder, a gentle roar. Turning back to the beautiful lady beside him his breath catches in his throat, the sun's rays sparkling upon her hair has caused it to shine radiantly. He looks at her beautiful features for a moment; her sparkling eyes and her red inviting lips capturing his gaze. Ominus forces himself to take a breath, looking back towards the clearing - After the attempt to steady his voice as he asks; "We've Arrived?"

Seri can already hear the waterfall and her body starts to relax. Her pace slows. She takes a deep breath to take in her surroundings. As they near the top the slope the waterfall grows louder and then she sees it through the trees. As they stop walking Julius asks if they're arrived. "Indeed we have. This is my favorite place in the world Julius."

She sees the waterfall clearly but he probably can't unless she points it out. She points in between some trees. "It's right there, my hidden waterfall. This is where I live when I really want to feel alive. It's where I paint, draw and write." She turns and stands right in front of him.

"I'm glad I could share this with you and I'm so glad that we can end our date here. It's a good thing Alistair let us escape, hhmm?" She giggles as she takes his hand again and starts to take him along the small path toward the waterfall and the small clearing she knows is perfect for their picnic.

As they approach the clearing she lets go of his hand and opens her basket.

As she points out the waterfall just visible through the trees he smiles, it really is quite a secluded spot, hidden away from the rest of the world. As she stops suddenly in front of him he almost bumps into her, luckily managing to stop in time to avoid a collision.

"I'm glad I could share this with you and I'm so glad that we can end our date here. It's a good thing Alistair let us escape, hhmm?" He nods in agreement to her question "Aye, it is indeed, he's a good chap" Allowing her to take his hand again he follows after her as they make their way into the clearing. After looking at the waterfall for a moment he turns back to her and his eyebrows rise slightly in approval, Seri is leaning forward taking some food from the basket. The food looks fantastic and he suddenly realizes how hungry he has become. Watching her unload the basket for a little longer he smiles, her long hair falling over her shoulders and dangling over her gorgeous dress create a very attractive sight. "Can I give you a hand with anything?"

Seri looks over her shoulder and suddenly realizes she's not exactly bending over in a lady-like fashion. She laughs as he asks if she needs help. She stands up and smiles at him. She doesn't wink at him. She's too lady like for that.

"You can spread the blanket Dear." She pulls out a small blanket and hands it to him. "Anywhere is fine." She watches him get to work spreading the blanket out and she admires his technique, pulling it just so on the grass as the wind blows toward him.

As he places the blanket and starts to take off a shoe she watches him. He can be so gentle, so detailed . . . this man that fights and loves so ferociously. His shirt is slightly damp from his fight and from the waterfall's humidity. It serves to highlight his amazing chest and shoulders. She thinks about the sword fight she watched. It was amazing. He showed such talent and confidence with that sword in his hands . . . . and this amazing and handsome man has chosen me to date? I just don't believe it. What have I done to deserve him?

Her heart pounds in her chest as she looks at him. She can already tell that her heart has swollen beyond what she had intended. Julius . . . you'd better not break my heart. I couldn't bare it again. She watches him as he carefully removes his shoes and sits cross legged on the cloth. She sighs and smiles, loving the sight. She brings the basket over to him and sets it on the blanket. She begins to take off her own shoes before she sits down.

Ominus grins and looks at the basket "Now, what delicious goods did you bring? That walk has left me ravenous." As Serendipity takes goods from the basket Ominus watches her quietly, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. 'It's been a long time since I've met someone like this; Beautiful, smart, kind and with a great sense of humor even.. and, boy, can she kiss! And despite that rough beginning she's still willing to continue the date.' Ominus looks around the clearing, the rays of the low afternoon sun are casting long shadows across the grass around the base of the waterfall. He turns and looks at her hand resting upon the blanket, supporting herself as she leans forward, taking a few delicious looking food goods from the basket. He reaches over and places his right hand lightly upon hers, looking tenderly into the beautiful eyes she lifts to meet his. "That first day in the tavern; your beauty stole my eyes, but now your personality and passion have stole my heart." As she breaks eye contact, and looks down towards their hands, Ominus gently lifts her chin with his left hand, leaning over to softly kiss her lips once again...

The End . . . Of The Beginning

You know I love it. Great ending.

I really don't have anything to add or edit. Well written Dear. Post it anytime.

Thank You - Posted the first one, seems we have a few to catch up on