Post by Serena Shadowsong on Jun 11, 2005 21:58:31 GMT -5
A breath exhaled from her, sitting on the edge of the fountain, as streams of crystalline flowed down and up, up and down from it. Dark hair flowed with the wind's gentle current, particles of air coursing through the strandes, with it's elegant touch. She was named, The Elusive One, She of the Dreaming, with her knew found magics, she would spread harmony amongst those who dreamed. An ethereal woman of emerald left her, flowing lockes, and mesmerizing eyes walked in the ethereal plane amongsth those of Ulster. Their dreams, she in the Material Plane, sat legs crossed eyes closed, in a dress of black clothe, her staff of obsidian and marble laid carefully beside her. And simultaneously a woman of emeralds flowed from home to home, and one little child of tormenting dreams, she came across, the boy had tears flowing with in his mind, wounds of an unkept horror. An arm extended slowly, a finger tip coming from it. Touching gentle, waves of rest went over his mind, suddenly in the boys nightmare, from the mysts of the dragon's fire, came a knight in silver armor, a sword of steel, slashed at the mighty beast, and when another torrent of fire came from the fiery leviathan, wings of death extending....A shield appeared. The fire was put at bay by the shiled, enchanted by the elves of the Wood. A shining ray of hope came from the heavens, his chance had come, the knight plunged forth, the blade ripping through the skin of the might leviathan, a scream of pain coming from him, a fatal wound indeed, the little boy watched as the dragon fell in agony, a low growl coming, as he saw the knight raise his sword high to slash at the kneck destroying the beast. But to the Dragon's suprise, the boy tugged the knights cape of scarlet. Shaking his head no. So a stallion white as snow darted from the distance to leave the dragon, to heal and think better fo the human race.
The Emerald Woman, looked upon him, a smile apeearing, flowing through the walls of the home, she would touch many others this night, even those such as the Queen if allowed, to sooth them. Sitting still she concentrated on bringing peace and order to those in Chaos, especially the one Juntu of Starthra, and maybe even the rabid minotaur, and maybe even the Drow Wizard. Many would forget their woes if they would allow....for her, She of the Dreaming, to touch their very souls....
The Emerald Woman, looked upon him, a smile apeearing, flowing through the walls of the home, she would touch many others this night, even those such as the Queen if allowed, to sooth them. Sitting still she concentrated on bringing peace and order to those in Chaos, especially the one Juntu of Starthra, and maybe even the rabid minotaur, and maybe even the Drow Wizard. Many would forget their woes if they would allow....for her, She of the Dreaming, to touch their very souls....
