You walk thruogh the trees gazing at thier
irridescent leaves, taking it all in. You had
been walking for the better part of an hour- though you couldn't be sure because it seemed
that time here was no longer linear, but
looped, circled, and turned in on itsalf.- when you began to hear the sound of music, faintly
fluttering up through the ferns. Cautiosly, you
pull back the branches of a nearby plant, which
grunted at you in annoyance at being disturbed.
You look out into a brightly lit hollow,
surrounded on all sides by a solid wall of ferns. You gasp in astonishment, for nigh a thousand
or more Nymphs and Faes were gathered there,
creating a ring around a group of musicions who
played facing up towards a gem, flawlessly cut, that floated there, seven or eight feet from the ground, and shone with all the colors of the rainbow.
At one moment you are sure that it's color is a deep blue, like the ocean...or the sky...or maybe more like the clouds,
or stars. Then you are sure, beyond a doubt that it's red like the evening sun, then green like the glowing ferns.
It was the most beuatiful
pink..yellow..blue..orange..black..rainbow. Gem
you had ever seen in your entire life.
You start terribly as a hand reaches out and
touches your shoulder.
"Ema Stranger, My name is Cl'eir would you care
to jion us? The ferns tell me you should."
Tearing your gaze from the gem you respond
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