Golden Woods
ALONG THE RIDGE
Trotting around another barrier of foliage, all-too-close to the ridge's jagged edge, you thank all things good that once again you didn't slip and fall....
Beyond this foliage is an open meadow like the others, but this one seems abandoned. It's low grasses are covered with tiny golden flowers that catch the light in blinding, if lovely, sparks. You squint until your eyes adjust, concentrating so much on the scenery that you are completely oblivious to the sound of approaching wings. You take in the field and its surrounding trees and you notice a large lean-to built up agains the sturdy bronze-barked trees all around you. It seems to extend farther back into the trees and you think of exploring it...until the sun disappears....
You start and yelp as two creature skim over the trees behind you, their wings throwing a large gust of air down on you. You watch with wide eyes as the two strand creatures land in the center of the field, giggling and wrestling, breathing hard. Then suddenly, they stop. They sniff the air and immediately their sharp eyes turn on you. You begin to back off, but the first, larger creature, smiles reassuringly and you find yourself instead moving toward the creatures, listening as they introduce themselves....
"I am Csiumel, or Oracle in your tongue..." the larger female says, speaking in a light, but powerful voice with a thick accent. The other, smaller female, pipes up a moment later....
"And I am Urashotso, or Vision. I and Csiumel are Drack'Tuse!" You ask if all the Drack'Tuse look the same as the two you see before you...very odd, but very exotic. "Oh yes! The Drack'Tuse are a widely varied race! We pride ourselves on our uniqueness...." The little female preens her feathers and bids you farewell, heading slowly toward the lean-to. The older female moves closer. "She is my ward. Vision was a gift from the Creator of the Drack'Tuse to the Lady Azrielen in celebration of the holiday you call Christmas. She's a little bit odd, but then so are many of our race!" Csiumel smiles at that.
"It has been a while since we have had visitors, and I'm sorry we were not here, but we went out for a fly. Vision is still young and testing out her wings. We went very high indeed today, and she is pround of herself. So am I for that matter - proud of her. But such exercise is exhausting. I'm afraid I must follow her to a nap! Peace be always you companion, and perhaps if you visit again, we will have more time to speak and come to know one another!" With that, Oracle smiles and trots off toward the lean-to where you can see an exhausted Vision just draggin herself through the door....
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The golden grove now deserted, 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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