" I deliberately put no kisses on the end of that to make my subtle point. However at that time I wasn’t even sure what point I needed to make. I�...d been walking for around an hour, and my feet ached like a bitch. But my shoes remained in my hands for the time being. I was getting a strange sort of enjoyment out of the pointless dramatic scene I had created. The rain had calmed into a drizzle, so the only sounds that could be heard in the streets were the soft pitter patter of my footsteps and. It knew that it wouldn't have to wait to long though to find out because it would be seeing Master soon for a in-person training session which was in just 2 days. They were two of the longest days that slave had been through in awhile. Each night when the slave had its nightly conversation with Master on the phone it waited for Master to give it some type of hint about the surprise or tell it what it was but Master didn't. He even told the slave during the conversation the day before the. His bowstring was hand braided using silk and some other fibers. I think I remember he said flax and hemp. The arrows were carved birch or ash about three feet long.”Deke remarked, “I can’t imagine there would be that much difference. It must be in the draw strength.”“It was. I was told one of the men who tried to use it said it’s four to five times harder to pull than their bows. Jason said he really had to work to build up his muscles in order to shoot it.”Changing the subject Julian said,. I could move though, I rolled over onto my stomach and opened my eyes, I was on the guest bed in the basement. Blinking didn't clear the fuzz from the world, so I went ahead and tried to get out of bed. As I stood I felt an incredible weakness throughout my body, and I gasp as my legs gave out and I hit the ground. "Oh son, I see your up." My father's voice, I try to say something back but can only mumble.I feel his hands on my shoulders, turning me over, then picking me up. He lays me back on.