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A talk with a wise ol man

Jan 22nd, 2017
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  1. The way the ocean gently sculpted the waves held Silene's focus in a vice. There was something about the way the windlicked sands of the Sarab mimicked the the waters' dance that was urging Silene to understand- if only he could wrap his mind around nature's formations, the processes could only be utilized in an concordant matter, otherwise it could not be.
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  3. His mind was quick to philosophize, inferrances making wild judgements and idealisations- Silene being aware that neither of these were nutritious to his writhing psyche. Still, he wrestled with his perceptions of the phenomenon, hoping for serendipity to bless him with an insight or revelation.
  4. (Silene A'Liune )
  5. Within the 3 months that Glave had spent traveling throughout Wychwood, he thought that he'd go back to Nostvale for a while. Especially since his last encounter with that boy named Kevin.
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  7. He found it quite ironic for that kid to actually be running around the place and screaming like some kind of spoiled brat. Which the brat probably was since he thought that a walk throughout Wychwood wasn't going to be dangerous at all.
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  9. But now, he had reached Nostvale.
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  11. And after spending some time there, he wanted to go for a walk. Only that the grounds of Nostvale was to crowded for a nice quiet stroll. So he decided to go to the prarie and walk around.
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  13. Sure there might be some trouble among the way. But there wasn't anything that he could free himself of.
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  15. After hours of walking, Glave came to the end of the grasslands. Which he just so happened to spot a man staring off into the water. Walking towards him, Glave took the rather sneaky approach. But didn't try to hard as he just silenced his steps and walked over to the guy. Stopping right behind him
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  17. Peering over to the right of the guy so he could get a look at the water aswell. He said " Sooo.! What are we looking at?"
  18. (Glave)
  19. (Lost this log)
  20. Taking a step back from the man, Glave crossed his arms as he stared at the man's face. Taking it all in as he noticed the unique structures upon Silene's unique upper-body.
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  22. "Listening to the waters eh?" he questioned as he went to go move around the man and ended up close to the shore where the water crashed.
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  24. "What kind of secrets do they have?" Glave called out.
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  26. For once, Glave was geninuely curious as to what they had to say. What kind of hidden truths would the water have that could be so vauable.
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  28. Without even turning back the man who once told him this. Glave crouched down low and reached out with one of his hands to touch the top of his waters with his bare hands.
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  30. "Secrets are meant to be secrets. I understand that because if people told them. There wouldn't be any secrets. But I honestly want to know. How can you listen to the waters. Much or less go about communicating things with it? I just want to get an understanding for this so I figure it out myself. . ." he spoke
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  33. (Glave)
  34. "The spirit speaks one language."
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  36. Ambiguous enough, yet resolute in meaning. Silene could still hear the wates' ceaseless drawl behind him.
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  38. "If you can learn how to listen, speaking soon follows. Unfortunately, most people decide they're done learning once their tongue tastes the fruits of nature's labor."
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  40. Silene spoke slowly, carefully constructing his phrasing so that hopefully the boy could follow his words easily.
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  42. "You have to listen with a whole mind, receptive as an infant."
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  44. Silene took a step away, he'd already spent enough time sharing his thoughts. Nothing made him want to study more than hearing his own philosphies come off as platitudes, and the boy was young enough that Silene caught himself speaking seriously.
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  46. "Secrets are everywhere, child. People like to think of information belonging to the thinkers, the speakers. It's everywhere, though..."
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  48. Silene trotted off, his lilt trailing away in the wind.
  49. (Silene A'Liune )
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