You enter this room through a door painted with an ocean-blue color, one that shimmers when you set your hand upon it.� The room you now stand in is huge, blackness swelling up around your tiny form.� The serene gushing of waters is nearby, and when you take a few more steps forward, you come upon a shoreline, apparently where this noise is coming from.� The waters are inky and dark, though seem to be lit up with some strange phosphorescent creatures.� A wooden dock extends out in front of you, the boards creaking with the ebbing of the tide.� This you step upon and begin walking, knowing your destination lies at the end, though having no idea of what you will do when you come upon it.� The waters continue hissing about you, slapping the dock's supports lazily.� When you reach the end, you are welcomed by the same girl that you saw earlier - though she doesn't say anything, merely crooking her finger in a call for you to follow her.� No building lies at the end of the dock, though a square platform you step upon.� Names dance in the air; there is no visible way of entering them, yet when the girl speaks you know there has to be some, strange way.� "Welcome to the Waves, friend.� The Watcher of these waters takes the shape of a bird . . . strangely, a Phoenix.� Yes, yes, I know they're s'posed to be the birds of fire, but this one's water."� She rolls her shoulders, though a smirk flickers about her face for a fraction of a section.� "Feel free, as always, to look around.� These people all have some sort of resemblance to the Ocean, Sea, Water, or any of the above.� You know . . . the Ocean is beautiful, though contains the most deadly of creatures."� She finishes with a rather cryptic tone, then chuckles, now turning and walking back down the dock, not casting a single glance over her shoulder.� You do not bother to follow or call out to her, instead intrigued as to what she was talking about . . . phoenix? You decide against questioning this instead, and piviot to read the names in the air, which read . . .
Qyest D'raessa
Rylara Wystmire
Inedra Dyvim
Eeva Symriven
You find one of the names is inaccessible, though do not bother with this, instead slipping into the watery, ebon depths of both your imagination and the ones that surround you. Again, you can always go back to the Doors, or venture on . . .
Dance with the Flames. | Touch Embers of Silver. | Dare the Mystics. | Revel in the Music. | Wander back to the Doors. | Move to Luminera. | Send the Keeper a letter.