First - sorry for taking so long with this second posting. Unfortunately, this version of Daz wasn't happy with something in the scene that I had to change. I'm a bit stubborn and refused to change it, so therefore, Daz refused to render it. Thus our waiting game began, LOL. I've rendered a few other things in the meantime, and then decided to try it again just incase, and what do you know - the scene rendered this time instead of getting stuck on the "Optimizing Image" where it wouldn't budge from. Why it did this time? Go figure, but here it is... Patience... -*=*-Patience Prt 2-*=*- "You do not wait alone..." -*=*-*=*-*=*-*=*-*=*- "Where are you? I know you're up there, somewhere, in one of those windows, no doubt, waiting. Well, you do not wait alone! Yes, I am here - do you see me? I cannot see you, but I feel you. I always, always, feel when you are near." Marshall Za'mar Brown smiled, reflecting back upon days stretched out over a couple of centuries. They, he and Lord Xavier Wolfe had a great deal in common. Of course, no one would know that, just by looking at them. If they passed each other on the street, no one would know of their connection to the other. Once they parted back so very many years ago, it was their great minds that thought alike that brought them to discover, one of the other was near. Like now. Za'mar was the one who was always alerted of Lord Wolfe's presence. His senses came alive, starting first with his hearing, where upon a ringing would take place in his ears, his finger tips tingled as if the flow of blood had been interrupted and now, flowed again. A strange coppery taste assailed his tongue and the smell of a certain type of tobacco - not like that which was smoked by the mortals of their day, hit his sense of smell. Ambrose, his loyal companion, began an elongated whimpering whine beside him, looking up as he did, "He's there isn't he Ambrose? Do you miss him, even though you've chosen to remain by my side?" Za'mar reached down, scratching the ear of his great white wolf; who let out an even more high pitched keening whimper, "Will you lead me to him, Ambrose?" The wolf sat, the answer clear - telepathically, his original master had commanded him, to stay put. Za'mar smiled, "Ah, so you do see us. Very well - I am here, and here I will remain, patiently, I too, will wait." -*=*-*=*-*=*-*=*-*=*- LOL, the question is, what are they waiting for? Who are they? What are they to each other? Time will tell...*wink* Yes... to be continued -*=*-*=*-*=*-*=*-*=*- Part One Part One -*=*-*=*-*=*-*=*-*=*- Part Three Part Three Credits ======= Daz Studio 2.3.3.50 PSP XI Prop: Old Manor House @ PoserWorld Miscellaneous items from various prop sets M3, base and morph X2 Za'mar = Texture, M3 Dark and light Lord Wolfe = AtlantiStyle - Andre for M3 Clothing: Privateer for M3 @ Daz3d Millenium Dog Hair: Natural Curls Story... by me, Mercedes Keyes copyright����¯�¿�½������©amberswann.com,2008 All Rights Reserved