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Post by Kashal Mirodin on May 5, 2007 23:33:10 GMT -5
Kashal floated near the center of the pool with his eyes closed. He breathed in long and slow and let it out the same way. He let his mind wonder. His thoughts danced along his memories back to his first days in the monastery.
He had been so cold... so scared. He looked back on that fear. He hadn't feared death. he had accepted that as his fate days before as he began to starve alone in the cold night. What had he been afraid of? as he thought of those days a cold feeling began to creep down his spine and he shuddered in the water. He quickly restored his relaxed floating and turned his thoughts to other things.
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