Wilde_Night
Scholar
I had another dream about him recently. Many of the Alliance HQ attendee's from my first few years were present too. We were all sitting in the middle of the big field at Lindenmere on a gargantuan picnic blanket eating and talking and having fun. He was sitting with his back against one of the pine trees that line the field, with Colleen sitting between his legs, leaning back into his chest. His left arm was casually laying across her waist. Everyone was relaxed and at ease and he had this aura of contentment to him that seemed to pull everyone closer and closer to him until we all were eventually sitting in a large gaggle at the same tree.
People spoke, but no words could be heard. Just this feeling of peace and friendship and contentment. I still miss him. But I try to bring my "A Game" with me at all times now, in real life and in my creative arts to try to help fill the gap that he created for us to inherit from him.
People spoke, but no words could be heard. Just this feeling of peace and friendship and contentment. I still miss him. But I try to bring my "A Game" with me at all times now, in real life and in my creative arts to try to help fill the gap that he created for us to inherit from him.