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Legolas · 04-12-2006, 05:15 PM

The fire burned brightly despite the ceaseless drizzle. It was not banked. The patterned tiles of the overgrown plaza brooked no fiery expansion, though the crackle and spluttering spoke plainly of its intentions.

The boy, young and hale, rested a hand on his companion's shoulder as they observed the shrine illuminated before them. It was their third night of vigil, and the familiarity of the sunken sight with its many mysterious inscriptions provided a constant pull towards sleep. Of a kind.

Around them, to sides and back, the scene was hidden by shrub and tree. A haphazard hedge of nature's offspring made of this a secluded, private space known only to those who should have knowledge of it.

It was his energy, his drive to see this through, that had kept them awake for more hours than they yet knew to count. Alone, she would have long since succumbed to the lure of flesh and spirit, and thus had he shown his worth so far.

A charge filled the air, as of a thunderstorm betwixt the trees, unearthly in its coming. Sudden winds whipped the fire, stirring awareness and unease. For but a heartbeat. Weary, drained of defences and reserves, both settled back into their wake.

Then there was the tug. He had no breath to scream, his voice unused for all too long as he vanished into the forest. She watched, too dazed to wonder, and slept.

Ydalon

Jerking into motion at a provocation unknown, Ydalon abandoned his motionless pose, and in doing so sent blocks of raw fish flying. His eyes were still adjusting to the light as he glanced about in barely contained panic, and his mind needed take one stride further still before it reaffirmed what had passed, that all seemed well.

The boy took one of the cubes from the soil and examined it a moment.

"Minerals, right?" he shrugged, and swallowed it down. The other blocks disappeared into his sling with a speed that spoke of sleight of hand, even if he'd made no efforts to do so covertly.

"Is there more of this?" he asked a moment later, as a half-grin crawled back unto his face.
Though he could only guess at the length of his absence, he asked of neither that nor of the words he'd missed. At his age, it took him just a shrug to put concerns to rest. Still... safest he didn't make too many bold comments before he'd the measure of the situation complete once more.

The fish received another look.

"Did you save the insides too?"

04-12-2006, 05:15 PM	#23
Legolas Jack Burton Join Date: March 31, 2001 Location: The zephyr lands beneath the brine. Age: 41 Posts: 5,459	The fire burned brightly despite the ceaseless drizzle. It was not banked. The patterned tiles of the overgrown plaza brooked no fiery expansion, though the crackle and spluttering spoke plainly of its intentions. The boy, young and hale, rested a hand on his companion's shoulder as they observed the shrine illuminated before them. It was their third night of vigil, and the familiarity of the sunken sight with its many mysterious inscriptions provided a constant pull towards sleep. Of a kind. Around them, to sides and back, the scene was hidden by shrub and tree. A haphazard hedge of nature's offspring made of this a secluded, private space known only to those who should have knowledge of it. It was his energy, his drive to see this through, that had kept them awake for more hours than they yet knew to count. Alone, she would have long since succumbed to the lure of flesh and spirit, and thus had he shown his worth so far. A charge filled the air, as of a thunderstorm betwixt the trees, unearthly in its coming. Sudden winds whipped the fire, stirring awareness and unease. For but a heartbeat. Weary, drained of defences and reserves, both settled back into their wake. Then there was the tug. He had no breath to scream, his voice unused for all too long as he vanished into the forest. She watched, too dazed to wonder, and slept. Ydalon Jerking into motion at a provocation unknown, Ydalon abandoned his motionless pose, and in doing so sent blocks of raw fish flying. His eyes were still adjusting to the light as he glanced about in barely contained panic, and his mind needed take one stride further still before it reaffirmed what had passed, that all seemed well. The boy took one of the cubes from the soil and examined it a moment. "Minerals, right?" he shrugged, and swallowed it down. The other blocks disappeared into his sling with a speed that spoke of sleight of hand, even if he'd made no efforts to do so covertly. "Is there more of this?" he asked a moment later, as a half-grin crawled back unto his face. Though he could only guess at the length of his absence, he asked of neither that nor of the words he'd missed. At his age, it took him just a shrug to put concerns to rest. Still... safest he didn't make too many bold comments before he'd the measure of the situation complete once more. The fish received another look. "Did you save the insides too?"