Log Date:
	April 1994

Log Cast:
	Blackmorn, Clearsight, Silentrunner

Log Intro:
	This scene happens right after Clearsight has had the old burn-scars 
on her face and shoulders healed by Mender, the Wolfrider healer living in the 
Sun Village. After that healing, however, there is a confrontation in the 
Garden of Shade and Sweet Water between Mender and the Underworld healer 
Shayilbey, over the aid of a stranger named TallWalker. Clearsight senses 
something in the argument, something about the Underworld healer, that scared 
her badly; with a concerned Blackmorn trying to comfort, she flees the scene...

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You walk north, heading towards the Sun Folk's Guest Cottages.
Guest Cottages(#671RA)
A circle of small adobe cottages, plastered in soft pastel colors and 
  decorated with symbols of peace and joy and each with a small planter of 
  some green growing plant by the door.
To obtain a home in the sun village, send +mail to Savah. You may select 
  this place or any portion of the boundary path. Caves are also available in 
  the adjacent Wolfrider encampment in the rocky hills.
Contents:
Sand
Obvious exits:
CourtYard(S)

Blackmorn walks in from the Visitors' Courtyard to the South.

Clearsight shivering, murmurs, "Loud... "

Blackmorn turns and opens his arms to you.

Clearsight presses up against you, shivering.

Blackmorn closes his arms gently around you, bending his neck so that his 
  head is nearer yours, still quiet.

You locksend ** <Instinctive recoiling from the dimly-felt perceptions, back 
  in the garden, of.... something. What, she can't begin to fathom, but it has 
  scared her badly.... > ** to Blackmorn.

Blackmorn's brow furrows slightly. He sendwhispers ** You are safe, 
  fledgling.. safe here..no need to fear...**

Clearsight murmurs, "W-why didn't... she want Mender to heal him....?"

Blackmorn shakes his head a little. "That we cannot know.."

Clearsight looks up at you, her delicate face seemingly even more delicate, 
  with her newly-healed skin. "Mender would not have h-harmed TallWalker! I 
  felt that! But... "

Blackmorn smiles lightly as you look up, not out of circumstance, but 
  despite the circumstance. He brushes your cheek with his fingers."Perhaps, 
  there are things the pale healer knows, that this Mender does not."

Clearsight's skin beneath your touch is baby-soft, unmarred in its golden 
  smoothness. "But I felt... she felt as if she would... hurt Mender, if he 
  tried to help TallWalker! She felt so angry!"

Blackmorn lifts an eyebrow slightly. "Something she wishes to remain unknown 
  to him?"

You say "I... I do not know...!"

Blackmorn's eyes shadow. "This troubles you very much.. I.. wish that I knew 
  answers to ease your mind, beloved.."

Clearsight blinkblinks, eyes going huge, as she starts in your grasp.

Blackmorn blinks at the start and he frowns. "Something..?"

Clearsight looks up, seeking your gaze. "'B-beloved'... you said that... 
  before... "

Blackmorn nods slowly. "I did."

Silentrunner walks in from the Visitors' Courtyard to the South.
Silentrunner has arrived.

QuietFang has arrived.

Clearsight breathes, "I... remember now... I was so tired... " Her 
  expression seems to melt as she looks up at you, eyes beginning to shimmer 
  damply.

Silentrunner quietly peeks in to see how you to are doing.
Silentrunner hopes he hasn't interupted anything and sorries if he did...

Clearsight looks up, seeming rather overwhelmed... if much less tired than 
  she did last night.

Blackmorn's gaze flicks up briefly to acknowledge, then back to Clearsight 
  once again.

You say "S-Silentrunner...."

Blackmorn locksends ** You.. would rather I do not call you this? **

Clearsight abruptly snaps her gaze around to Blackmorn, crying huskily, 
  "No...! I mean... I... "

Silentrunner smiles and leaves a sack of fresh meat and water, "I'll let you 
  two alone..."
Silentrunner walks slowly back to the south, smiling shyly.
Silentrunner re-enters the visitors' court from the cottage area.
Silentrunner has left.

QuietFang has left.

Blackmorn's face is a mix of smile and confusion.

Clearsight looks up again to you, seeming dazed, overcome....
You locksend ** <Her mind is reeling, yet not with last night's dangerous 
  exhaustion... here, now, she is simply stunned. But... > ** to Blackmorn.
Clearsight's gaze meets yours...

Blackmorn's gaze does not waver.

You locksend ** <Her eyes are shining, shyly, like a young fawn's, maybe... 
  but strong with innocent trust and wonder, and a half-recollection of the 
  depth that the wolf _knows_ her... > ** to Blackmorn.

Blackmorn locksends ** <Still a faint tinge of guilt, as a memory surpressed, 
  but the he is open in his trust and concern, and love for the elf which 
  stands before him. His own eyes, ambergold, are no longer shadowed, clear, 
  and deep.> **

Clearsight whispers, "Oh... dear one... brave wolf... "

Blackmorn's arms tighten a little more around your back.

You locksend ** <Something is shining forth in her eyes... a flash of 
  starlight, a flicker of wings... something deep and abiding... > ** to 
  Blackmorn.

Blackmorn locksends ** <He peers more closely into eyes he has seen myriad 
  times before, but never _seen_, the starlight reflecting in his own eyes.. 
  he searches your eyes for that flicker again..> **

You locksend ** <Faintly, ringingly, like a hawk crying in the far distance, 
  you hear it echoing: Faan.... Like a half-remembered dream, muted, for she 
  herself doesn't even know it.> ** to Blackmorn.
Clearsight, her gaze turned shyly wondering, reaches up to touch your face. 
  Something ripples through her thoughts: timid amazement, for this feeling 
  seems oddly familiar, this _knowing_ that for some reason she sees in your 
  eyes....

Blackmorn locksends ** <Acknowledgement: Yes.. Faan..he remembers, the echo 
  remaining..then, as in the dream of the whispered word, not quite 
  intelligible, the breeze comes again, but this time the whisper is clear ** 
  Verit **> **

Clearsight's breath catches in her throat, and her eyes fix on you, as she 
  stares at you as if for the first time in her life....

Blackmorn's eyes widen slightly. "Did.." he starts, and then trails off..

You locksend ** <Utter, complete astonishment, as a surge of unfamiliar 
  feelings overtakes her mind, this odd, tumbled blur of a hawk's cry ringing 
  and the howl of a guarding wolf... > ** to Blackmorn.
Clearsight stammers, "It... it was... you... "

Blackmorn says "Me? I.. what was me...fledg.. Clear..."
Blackmorn stumbles, searching for something to say, that will come out 
  correctly.

Clearsight, her form suddenly going limp in your grasp, still stares up at you 
  huge-eyedly. She swallows hard, her mouth working soundlessly, and manages, 
  "It... it was you all the time... "

Blackmorn's eyes search your face, his hand visibly shaking as he brushes your 
  hair back, and manages the faintest of smiles. "I.. suppose.. I..it was. 
  Knew there was _something_.."

Clearsight clings to you weakly, as her knees tremble under her. "I... I 
  feel... "

Blackmorn's gaze shifts quickly to the pillows, and then back. "Down.." He 
  closes his eyes, and starts again. "Do you want to lie down?"

Clearsight mumbles, "Di... dizzy... " Her eyes never leave you.
Clearsight breathes again, huskily, "It... was you... in the dreams... "

Blackmorn says "Dreams.. yes.. Perhaps.."

You locksend ** <She remembers, in sudden clarity, the feelings of a soul of 
  quiet strength, deep-rooted and wide as the sky, even when shielded... > ** 
  to Blackmorn.
You locksend ** <And she remembers, with a force that sends her reeling, the 
  pang of _need_ in her own young soul for that quiet, strong anchor... > ** 
  to Blackmorn.

Blackmorn locksends ** <He catches up the image, and then adds his own 
  touch..the openness of the sky.. and yet never the emptiness of the 
  openness.> **

Clearsight's arms have somehow found their way around your neck, as she stares 
  up at you with eyes gone bottomless... "You... you know... me... and... "
Evidently having trouble catching her breath, the girl speaks with a barely 
  audible whisper.

Blackmorn says "And you know me...this is right."

You locksend ** <_Faan_ gleams in her mind, starlight almost palpable enough 
  to touch, yet, somehow, she is distanced from it even as she strives to 
  comprehend.... > <_Verit_ like a hot amber fire shines, as well, dizzying 
  her, focusing her thoughts on things she has never before considered.... > 
  ** to Blackmorn.

Blackmorn starts. "You.. you are dizzy.. will you.. a cottage.. rest?"

Clearsight mumbles, her eyes still fastened on your face, taking in every 
  detail from the curve of your eyebrows to the line of your jaw, "This... 
  what... has... happened?"
You locksend ** <_Need_, blazing in two colors at once, filling every corner 
  of mind... > ** to Blackmorn.

Blackmorn shakes his head wordlessly... and heads into a cottage...

Clearsight hobbles along beside you, dazedly, still gazing at you in awe.

Blackmorn slips between sending and talking, alternately. "Sleep now..." ** We 
  will ..think...soon..**

Clearsight frowns vaguely, uncertainly; but as you help her to the nearest 
  pile of cushions, she sinks down as if her legs had turned to water.

Blackmorn smiles vaguely, and sinks into his own pile of pillows, close to 
  you, seeming to offer a place to rest against him, uncertainly.

Clearsight without thinking burrows into your side, making a tiny yearning 
  noise.

Blackmorn wraps his arms gently around you, then draws you in close, fairly 
  clinging to you. **Yes..**

Clearsight tries to focus on a thought... should we not do....? But she is 
  trembling, and her mind is whirling....
Clearsight mumbles, "Are... are we... alright...?"

Blackmorn's fingers curl against your back lightly, brow creased and jaw set. 
  ** We... will be .. right. Sleep now.. stay and sleep...**

Clearsight again frowns uncertainly... but she trusts you, and the trusts 
  bllazes brightly in her mind. Gradually, she drops into an uneasy 
  slumber.....

Blackmorn studies your features in slumber.. and forces himself to sleep, 
  without dreaming.

[To be continued....]