Across a line I felt confident about because grey wisp would never harm, grey wisp liked to taunt but was one of those loving kind. Grey wisp was one you would feel a brotherly soul in.
I spell my name received with a pensive meaningful silence.
A conversation of sorts, every query punctuated with a definite silence.
He held silence across the line just as he held a grey wisp on his head, just as he held a strange wisdom of a certain strangerhood right from the start.
Wisdom made him repeat a name in full though he knewI wouldnt seek another first name through him.
I listen to him repeat three separate names with full conscious effort and then express a silence.
A silence that held in it a year long wisdom only grey wisp could understand.
Grey wisp who would remember the first moment he saw through two destined to meet at destiny's feet.
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