Golden Woods
ALONG THE RIDGE
You walk slowly around a large grouping a foliage close to the lip of the ridge, getting much too good of a look past the golden moss to the unending abyss below. Shivering from more than just the bit of wind coming off of the ridge, you turn to face whatever is beyond the foliage you just passed....
Having no clue what to expect, you are slightly startled to see a large scaled horse staring up at you, so close you almost trip over her sprawled for in the middle on the tall grass! You stammer something about odd-looking ponies and the creature snorts, it's like feathered companion cheeping at you rudely. The mare rasies to her full height, lean and powerful and tall, and takes quick, mincing steps backward, thrashing her wispy mane and neighing loudly. "I'm no PONY!" You are taken aback when she speaks, sounding indignant and offended. You're speechless, but the creature senses this and quiets down a bit. "You are confused, stranger. I'm no pony." Another throw of the light silver mane and the young Mare is calm again, ready to explain.
At that point, a large male trots up beside her...and one again you're taken aback!
The male chuckles, a deep basso rumble, as you stare at him for a second, then try to shake you eyes away from his form. He's glowing a light blue, beatiful and tinged with eery sadness and solid serenity. He is powerful and other-worldly in his absolute calm and balance in the world...magestic. When he speak, you can swear you hear the trees and grasses sing on the playing winfds.... "We, travelor, are Ki'rin.....Asian Unicorns. My name is Deka'Dedecitra....or Milenium, and this..." he motions with his long, tapered snout to the female, "...is my lovely mate, Quiea'c'giasha, or Swan's Grace in your tongue." She trots about in a small circle, allowing you a good look at her, and indeed she is very graceful and lovely, a quality that she seems to show off now that her mate is here to halt her temper. "Our brother and sister Ki'rins and all the rest of my kind were wiped out in the most recent of natural disasters in my home land. But our families, along with several others, found the Hidden Glade, a beautiful place hidden away from harm, where we grew and where we were born! We escaped disaster and now our lands have healed themselves and my kind are once again ready to find new homes like this one......."
The male's speech tapers off as Swan takes over. "I was one of the first of the new generations to leave the Glade and the Homelands. Now there are many of us, in ever-increasing numbers. I myself was a gift of kindness to the Mistress Azrielen from Mistress Shyara. Please, I implore you, when my kind are available to all, please go! Find my kind and when the matings are over, apply to foster. Our numbers are nowhere near what they once were, and I would love for us to be back to our grand state as we were so long ago." She nuzzles her mate gently before she continues. "Deka and I are Joined, just very recently, and we are trying for younglings of our own. He is one of the newest to leave the Glades....."
Deka chuckles again, a sweet smile on his strong face. "You make it sound like I'm young, love....."
"But you are!"
"I'm older than you, my young sweet....." He sees your confused look and explains a bit more.... "You see, travelor, while I may be new to the outside world, I'm not young. I've lived the better part of my life within the Glades, chosen as I was at a young age to study under the greatest of the Natural Masters. You see how my eyes glow. It is a sign...the sigil that I earned upon the completion of my training. Like a Diploma, or a medal. I studied the Natural rythm and magick of the Universe and have found my Balance...my Center...something which all Ki'Rin are capable of, but to which few devote the many years of training needed..... I am at Peace in a world of Chaos..." His smile is beautiful and blinding, the white light of his eyes intense. You wonder what color they once were....
Before too long you realize you are staring, lost in the presence of the Balance and Peace of the glade. In a meak voice, you bid them farewell and the best of luck in their rearing their future young ones, and tear yourself away to leave them with their Peace.......
The golden grove now left behind, you feel a need to move on...
You feel drawn toward the distant sound of roaring waters, and can make the choice to move toward the sound, or to deny your desires and move away, travelling farther down the edge of the ridge. And then there is always the possibility of harnessing the powers whirling around you and to teleport back to the crossroads...
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