Purrs of the Kitten Goddess

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August 30, 2003

Changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes

I've had company as of late at my home, besides the usual crew whose company I have come to cherish and need so very much. This is a different sort of company and I purr a different purr when he arrives. Who would have guessed that the Kitten Goddess of Kjeldoran could indeed be enamoured with anyone.. Lorr was a wonderful man and I am eternally grateful for his allowing me to use his name to keep the wolves at bay but this is something completely different. Lorr's name was all we shared, never the same bed or intimate moments or that tricky little emotion known as love.

Yet as I sit now, alone and far away from everyone, the smile on my face is real and the purr in my heart an affectionate one.

He is not of these lands, I've known him for what seems like a lifetime and I know much of his world. Yet until recently there was none of the connection that somehow formed itself and adhered my tail to it. When he is near there is a feeling of security that comes over me. Odd, security. Why would I possibly need security? I fear nothing yet at the same time I feel safer with his arms around me and it's a sensation I have come to cherish.

So many males have wandered in and out of Kjeldoran, some I've gotten close to while some have tried with all their gumption, to no avail. While my eyes might have turned in the direction of one or two, never in all my time here have I encountered someone I want to be with, want to hug and purr against, want to shout from the heavens that I have been graced by Morakai in the sweetest way. Morakai who has allowed his Daughter to be swept off her feet by a quiet and intense man with the spirit of a God, the wit and mind of a Bard, deep-running emotions and an uncanny ability to understand me and how my mind works. Thank you, Father.

Look at me, gushing like a mortal. That's alright, my thoughts here are my own. I speak not his name, I leave to him the ifs and whens of whether he chooses to make himself known. The feline in me is selfish by nature, I don't want to share him yet at the same time I want to yell from the highest tower in Norlondar that I, Kalilyn Roanairre, have found my smile. It wasn't buried forever as I thought it was when a Tree fell in Kjeldoran, it was simply hiding in a treasure chest for me to find the right source to light it.

And now it blazes.

How odd, this waking up happy. I wouldn't trade it for all of Beltanshy's wealth, though.

I shall close now, trusted journal. The hawk sits here looking at me, his eyes filled with amusement at my giddiness. Silly bird. I shall go now to the quiet caves on the Norlondarian shore and present Morakai with a ceremony he will be beyond pleased to see, sending him appreciation and thanking him for allowing this new light into my life.

May there be many more entries in my dear journal about this wonderful man, may Morakai's blessings shine upon us for eternity and may none attempt to ruin what is true and strong and built on emotion. Great Goddess, I sound like Savitri all full of gush and warmth.

............and I like it.

Posted by Strega at August 30, 2003 12:49 PM

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Posted by: Lorr at September 28, 2003 10:51 AM