旼컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴커 � Team Eeeek: The Dawning Of An Age - Disciple of the Prince Page 66 � 쳐컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴캑 � As he began to sense, to feel his body surrounding him, Hymie remembered � � its restrictions, its limitations, its imperfections. And as he � � remembered them, he put each infirmity in its place, gave each limitation � � its control over its former area. Until he was no longer free, no longer � � tall, no longer powerful. His spirit funnelled into his five foot two � � inch misshappened frame and quickly halted at the foreshortened extent of � � its deformities. � � � � The little man's mood sank into near depression as once again he � � remembered that he couldn't talk. � � � � "The limitations of the body are merely illusions of the mind," Sister � � Sarina said softly. � � � � Hymie rolled his eyes toward the voice and found his new friend seated on � � his right, smiling sympathetically. How kind she was, to wait with him, � � to care for his well being, to instruct him these last two weeks. � � � � "You've come far in those 2 weeks," Sister said. "And you will go farther.� � No self-imposed limitation will hinder the expression of your spirit." � 읕컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴켸