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[PRIVATE] Find Your Mark

Isopia the Mountain That Knows Posts: 780
Dragon's Throat Apostle atk: 6.5 | def: 10 | dam: 8.0
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the girl.

The girl was watching.

She was mesmerized by how silent the scene below was. Something was illusory, her mind told her, but what? Far below, a golden creature stirred. She could see movement, see him, but she could not hear him. Dirt was moved by limbs that she now called into question, but no sound emerged. The girl didn't understand. She knew such illusion magic existed. She possessed it herself. The girl could become a raven at will, or disappear into the landscape simply by remaining silent. The question in her mind was not if such magic was enforce below, but on what it was acting. Did the magic make him silent? Or was he silent because in fact there was nothing there ?

The girl glided to a lower branch to get a better look, but the show was apparently coming to an end. As the golden whistled, the girl ceased her ruffling feathers and froze. Had she been seen? Had she - a small deer looking creature tottered out of the trees. Narrowing her golden gaze, the girl watched. It couldn't be that the gold was merely an illusion, could it? This antlered creature obviously could see him. Or was the deer the one projecting the illusion?

Hopping down to a lower branch, the girl meant to continue watching, until her avian feet cracked a drying twig, dropping it to the ground. The deer-creature's ears tilted towards where she was currently perched. Exhaling gently, the girl felt a mild annoyance stir within her. She hadn't exactly meant to be seen. The annoyance was followed by intrigue - the silencing magic held by the gold suddenly seemed so much more valuable to the girl. Did he use it for sneaking around silently, as she would if she had such magic?

Swooping down to a branch almost directly in front of Thranduil, the girl's golden gaze inspected him with interest. She had seen him before - in the face of the Moon Goddess just after her birth. She had not been in her raven-form then, but her golden gaze and skull-markings were retained even when in her avian body. Would he recognize her as she was now?

"You are silent." She observed, the voice of a yearling spilling out of the black beak of the bird.



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Messages In This Thread
Find Your Mark - by Thranduil - 03-31-2015, 06:27 PM
RE: Find Your Mark - by Isopia - 04-01-2015, 11:58 AM
RE: Find Your Mark - by Thranduil - 04-10-2015, 07:48 AM
RE: Find Your Mark - by Isopia - 04-16-2015, 04:10 PM
RE: Find Your Mark - by Thranduil - 04-19-2015, 03:36 PM
RE: Find Your Mark - by Isopia - 04-20-2015, 08:57 PM
RE: Find Your Mark - by Thranduil - 04-30-2015, 08:09 AM
RE: Find Your Mark - by Isopia - 05-16-2015, 02:01 PM
RE: Find Your Mark - by Thranduil - 05-30-2015, 09:51 PM
RE: Find Your Mark - by Isopia - 06-01-2015, 11:54 AM
RE: Find Your Mark - by Thranduil - 06-12-2015, 09:44 PM

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