The two muscular shadows continued to walk with gravity into the thick woods as it grew darker and darker. With the last remnants of the day the misfits set up a makeshift camp near the river bank. Each chose a place that suited their disposition and need for safety. Graven placed himself where he could quickly defend everyone at a moments notice. The group ended the night around the campfire with a bit of smoke from one of the plants Gaia had formed into a dancing man and threw into the fire as she told a story with her body and hands. As Gaia danced the dance of fire the ether in her veins glowed a blue-violet almost pure cobalt blue near unheard of in Etherians, especially those her age. She entranced us with her eyes and her silent innocent story. She lulled us to serenity with her hypnotic mystique and after the fire dreams fade a restful sleep falls over the camp.
The moon that night blanched our dreams with her purity. It twisted the cosmos into a dancing planetarium of symphonic joy that, upon waking, united the group. So much so as to disuade any questions of distrust or loyalty. Gaia's fire dance was common magic in an uncommon world of darkness, red shadows and seers. Innocence found in a place where one would be least likely to find innocence.
The day cuts open the night sky and Syrka is the first to awaken after Graven and Axis. The group gathers their packs and make ready to leave for the stone shelter. Adahn instructing the others guided instructions with gesture. Graven hears Axis speaking to his thoughts.
"Look there, Gaia is the last to crack her eyes open to the world. Her inner life must be more vivid, real, and pleasant to her than the harsh reality of exile but still she endures. Her spirit and joy of nature would never allow you to see into any sorrow. Creation combats all types of malice Graven. The imagination will win the war. It never dies. It grows into a sphered plant with roots and wings and plants itself into immortality."
"You really have it all figured out don't you Axis? One would think you can see the future," said Graven in silent cognition.
"Not so much see as feel and I see through the same eyes you do. It is my place to see things through your perspective. To mirror your fervor and reflect your heart. I am becoming a part of your being. What effects you so to effects me."
Taking note of Graven's distraction Adahn approaches and taps him on the shoulder. As if catching him unaware Graven jumps, startled.
"I apologize friend, I meant not to break you from your meditation but it is time to leave."
"R..Right you are. I'm sorry I drifted. Alot on my mind these days."
"I understand, let's get moving."
Again and at a measured pace the group makes for the stone shelter at the base of the sphere tree.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
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