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i'm drowning in a dream again
If you're observant, you'll notice it chalked onto the face of a large slab of sable stone. A viper curled around a dagger, not perfect but certainly identifiable despite a stylized scrawl; it wasn't anything official that you could recall in all your time here. But you could discern the meaning well enough, could you not? The implication, the message, the expectation. The blade points east toward a crude path in the thicket. Dense shafts of sunlight spear through the overhanging fronds, fat and emerald green, dappling the ground with a splash of gold between heavy pockets of shadow. A lark calls out from somewhere in the bush, but otherwise it is serenely quiet. Not even the song of the breeze outside the tunneled foliage can be heard from within. Not far back, you can see that it has partially obscured another passage, this one hewn into a large cliff base that supports one of the many waterfalls for which your herd's land is named. The cavity is roomy enough for even the Earth God to pass, albeit narrowly, and the entrance is somewhat folded away from immediate view. Inside, darkness swallows up any daylight left streaming down through the canopy arched around the opening, but after your eyes adjust you'll see a spread of twinkling stars above the mist, an entire universe smeared across the cavern's vaulted ceiling. Some form of fungus or bug, maybe even magic; whatever it consists of, it glitters down at you in a galactic shower of kaleidoscope colors, from ruby to sapphires and jades.
But they do nothing else. You allow yourself a moment to gaze upon them briefly, but you must move on; it is otherwise barren in here, glistening dimly as the muted roar of water rushes overheard above the rock. Eventually you'll arrive at a circular clearing still within the cave, illuminated faintly by the crystalline sparks above. Several portals like yawning mouths ring the wall, respectively meters apart. Two of the three are nothing but gaping holes of a Stygian bleakness; but the remaining one, the middle one, has that bejeweled banner flowing in to it alone and unbroken. Down some ways a new source of light winks ahead; following through, you'll arrive back out into the forest, only this portion is snugly secluded away. The surrounding woodland is thick and impassable, but here is avian song sweet with chirps, tweets, and whistles. Cutting through is a body of running water with low-set falls like flat rungs of a giant mountain ladder. Wide, shallow pools ming-green spill over smooth rounded edges a red-tinted brownstone, frosted and frothing like yards of white lace skirts as they pour down the myriad of broad steps.
The water is slow and lazy, muttering over the serenading birds dancing among bent trees, swirling around the obsidian hooves of a small mare swarthy like the soot of black ash who stands in the middle of it all. She is of a more petite stature, with a big pair of slightly unaligned wings but an otherwise clean-cut figure. Alert but not straining herself, she waits patiently for you and perhaps others to gather.
*Meeting for any Hidden Falls members of the Sneak rank or those who wish to join (and anyone of high rank that should have a say).
*OK'd by Time.
*A week to respond!
@Knox @Archibald @Ktulu @Isopia @Casivir @Syrena
Arch, Iso, and Ktu I included you guys because of your ranks, if you would like to join.
elizabeth: you're not telling us everything.
red: let me put your mind at ease; i'm never telling you everything.
--blacklist
force allowed
plotting prior to death/maiming please
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red: let me put your mind at ease; i'm never telling you everything.
--blacklist
force allowed
plotting prior to death/maiming please
line art by jennyleigh
