In Loving Memory

"You'll hear our whispers in the trees Like wild,free Tarns our spirits soar To spread our wings
and find a breeze Over our beloved Homestone,Gor."
With loving memories of sa'tessa{K}

Vizier Saan was a Master like none other.
As tough as nails, but with a heart of pure gold,
He went unchallenged as the ruler of Tor.
Dear Master..dear friend. You are so greatly missed. The
lessons you taught us, the love that you shared, will be with us always.
Winds and Steel...

Spirit Wolf, the oldest of the Wolf Brothers.
Your spirit is the sparkle in a night fire
In the stars above, and in the faces
of the three moons over Gor.
Your memory is in the smile of a kajira,
In the grass of the plains
And in the hearts of all that knew you.
You will not be forgotten...
January 29, 2001
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