Fri Aug 16, 2013 7:41 pm by Songhue
She had shortened her stride for him, but quickly found she need make only a minimum adjustment for him. It wasn't long before they found their way onto what could only be called a game trail in the kindest of eyes. There was a great twisted tree crowding right over their heads, and just barely within sight a large, flat boulder that almost looked to be a sleeping hound. Passing this, there was seen a sparkling array of gems tangled in a the greenery that resembled the way a creature of high standing might decorate their hair.
When they got closer it could be seen that the image of bejeweled hair was granted by a dusting of some strange material; it gave off a damp heat against her coat as they passed. She thought it a remnant of the wars, but couldn't be sure. It eluded her efforts to examine the luminescent material.
The great water, she announced, her eyes fixed on a shimmer of blue just barely glimpsed through the trees. In half adozen strides she'd closed the distance and leaped high into the air, bouncing off a tree to gain extra height. For a long moment, she hung suspended in the air. Then there was a shimmer, a rippling in the air around her. In the next breath a massive dragon, large enough for a single eye to serve as a doorway for a six foot centaur, split the water with a single powerful stroke of her wings.
A moment passed where the massive lake shuddered, birds singing in the distance lending a surreal quality to the scene. Then the liger's head surfaced and she was hauling herself back onto shore, an odd growling that could best be called a purr stuttering as she shook off hard.
Oh, but I love water, she announced. This is the lake. It's as big as some oceans, and it isn't always here; you have to know how to find it. It has a lot of memories.
Looking around with that odd statement, she let her eyes fall on various places. Some still sparked with old magic or showed signs of some sort of gathering. Some were littered with colorful stones that still showed ghostly images of strange markings carved into them.
It's good to come here when quiet is needed without lonliness. Too many shades yet remain to be alone. But I wouldn't come here for a party. There's a clearing and an old faery circle that works for those.
Pausing, she squinted and took a step closer to the man with the sack. There had been someone, a long time ago, for just a moment or two... He reminded her of that one, met for an instant in a party.
Grhmmmm, she rumbled, then sat with a flick of her tail and proceeded to lick herself dry. For a moment I thought i knew you. I'm Songhue.
Looking again at the many scattered bits of history littering the shore, she blinked a few times and rolled her shoulders, asif against an annoying insect. And this is where your road leads.
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Songhue on Thu Aug 22, 2013 2:18 pm, edited 2 times in total.