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Post by Sabiruna Goddess Of Love on Dec 25, 2007 17:56:08 GMT -5
A small light flitted out of the trees and did many dips and turns, swirls and loops before pausing in the midst of a stone circle. It darted tot he side then stopped, darted to the other side then stopped. The light got larger and softer and Hanovi seemed to step out of it and look around. On her face was a mixture of wonder and surprise.
With a smile and a short giggle she skipped and danced around the stones running her hand over them.
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Post by Aladrian Tlachtga on Dec 31, 2007 4:43:20 GMT -5
*OOC* Joining from - Searching (Open)As the two on horse bark neared the Stone Circle, Aladrian’s staff twitched restlessly in her hand again, there was some when else in the circle. This wasn’t exactly a forbidden thing but few people outside of the groves came up on their own, and as far as she was aware another gathering was not planned for a while. She dismounted so that she could enter the circle first to great the stranger. When she looked upon the person dancing around the circle she couldn’t help but smile lovingly, she could tell by her movement and appearance that the little one wasn’t human, probably a faerie, she’d never developed her sensing of Aura’s and had perfected other arts instead, so it was pretty much guess work whether some one was human or not. She traveled into the circle almost silently but when she spoke it carried to every stone, but her voice was light and happy as she didn, “What brings you here then little one?” |
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Post by Sabiruna Goddess Of Love on Dec 31, 2007 13:59:40 GMT -5
She stopped dead and stared at the woman blinking. Glancing to her hand on the stone she pulled it down and held her hands in front of her. She couldn't help but smile though. "Their alive. But they aren't trees." A bit more excited now she rushed over to the stones and put her hands on them. "Look! You come from the trees and here they are! And their alive feel!"
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Post by Aladrian Tlachtga on Jan 1, 2008 9:32:32 GMT -5
Aladrian couldn't help but smile, she touched her staff to one of her stone and breathed in deeply as all the stones woke up with a start, her staff was filled with energy from the earth once again. When she was done spoke in her usual sing-song style of voice, "These stones are very much Alive, but then down on a basic level every thing has a little spark, these ones were nurtured and cared for, their a family." she stroked one of the stone affectionately too, each stone had a different colour aura, and their own personalities, although few people could sense them.
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Post by Sabiruna Goddess Of Love on Jan 1, 2008 11:34:46 GMT -5
She watched and her eyes widened. "Ohhhhhhh. Can they dance? I so miss dancing." She spun around her arms out then stopped and leaned in with a hand to her mouth and eyes darting back to the forest. "The trees are unhappy with me and won't dance. Though I think they might soon, they have little patience for staying still in the breeze."
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Post by Aladrian Tlachtga on Jan 3, 2008 11:52:48 GMT -5
Aladrian laughing under her breath, the warrior she had travelled here with was still handing back a little, but she doubted many warriors had a great deal on contact with such childlike innocence that the fey seemed to project to everyone.
“You have to be patient with these old stones, they can be grumpy.”
She tapped the tip of her staff on the ground a few times, allowing the area to suddenly wake up, the aura’s of the old stones shone brighter and the plants moved to the static in the air created by their magic.
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