|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
The Master and the MountainThe cold wind was blowing incessantly and with its strength it had cleared all clouds from the sky, its perfect blue now being painted with black spots where a flock of birds was moving South.
The sun was setting, painting the skyline red and turning the snow covered mountain tops pink.
The shadows were growing longer and the only noises were the cicadas song and the wind blowing among the tree leaves.
Near the woods, on a small grassy hill, the master sat in mediatation in front of his three young pupils.
The face of the master, a complicated web of wrinkles, was quiet. His shoulders were straight and his body was still and relaxed.
Inside the shell of quiet calm that was the master's body, a strong energy stirred, so intense that it radiated outside.
The master sat like a mountain.
The pupils faces looked calm, but the lines of their mouths were hard, because their jaws were slightly clenched. Their backs were straight, but their muscles were becoming tense.
They, too, possessed a wa
Keep in Touch!
Endorell-Taelos is very well known within the community for her selfless giving and gracious community spirit. Since joining DeviantART over seven years ago, Alicia has continued to make a positive impact on many deviants. Her helpful and thoughtful approach was one of her finest attributes when serving as a Community Volunteer, and this has continued throughout the many contests which Alicia provides on a regular basis. As we approach our Birthday celebrations, we can't... Read More