durrius[Ky] is 23 years old, smooth fair skin, brown hair and deep brown eyes.  he spent most of his life being moved from one owner to another, left on his own to wonder Gor alone and lost.   This boy would take a collar here or there for only a while before moving on again, haunted by the past, dark eyes sad and empty.  One night he wandered into Elysian Fields and met a Free Woman, the Mistress  Kytherea.   One Who had been watching him from afar, Her eyes soft upon him with a voice like silk, trusting and inviting.  This Mistress is his owner now and this boy wears Her ko’lar proudly.

When the dark wood fell before me

And all the paths were overgrown

When the priests of pride say there is no other way

I tilled the sorrows of stone

I did not believe because I could not see

Though you came to me in the night

When the dawn seemed forever lost

You showed me your love in the light of the stars

Then the mountain rose before me

By the deep well of desire

From the fountain of forgiveness

Beyond the ice and fire

Though we share this humble path, alone

How fragile is the heart

Oh give these clay feet wings to fly

To touch the face of the stars

Breathe life into this feeble heart

Lift this mortal veil of fear

Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears

We'll rise above these earthly cares

Cast your eyes on the ocean

Cast your soul to the sea

When the dark night seems endless

Please remember me