The Mystic Stables
THE COPSE - UNDERCOPSE
You skitter through the receding char and ash until you come to what seems to be a solid wall of healthy-looking vines. Pushing through, you feel them wrap around you and seemingly thrust you forward into the open space beyond! You stumble, trying desperately to keep you balance and defend yourself against whatever may be waiting. And then you heard it....the sound of what lives here....and its....beautiful.
A light singing falls around your ears like so much glitter. It rises and falls, still never leaving the range of a near-whisper. You look around, turning twice, in an attempt to find the owner of the dark and lovely voice.
You begin to hear the words more clearly as you pick through the growing trees and saplings, loving the thick scent of the flowering underbrush beneath your feet. All of it is the dark fusia of the healthy plant-life of this area, so much in contrast with all the burnt, ruined once-plants of the land outside the vine wall through which you passed. The song, for all you can make out, is a mix of phrases and lovely warbles....
....all the leaves a-dancing
For joy and breath and sweetest life
A-too-ay-to-ay-ay-ah
And breathe the flowers
Milky sweet
And love their laughter
Lilting Sounds
And feel the buds beneath your feet
A-too-ray-ah-ly-ah.....
And then suddenly the song stops. You whirl, you can sense eyes on you.... You see it in a blur! A little rush of color between the trees that materializes slowly again in the form of...a pony! And not just any pony, but a young Varian - you recognize the body and markings immediately....
You approach the small creature slowly, assuring it and comforting it with your voice. It just stares, not scared and not even seeming very interested at all, but still with an intensity that shakes you to your core. Then it speaks...
"Hile." It's voice is as low and sweet, distinctly male and very young, a beautiful in speaking as it was in singing, and you find your heart instantly melted. You feel safe, secure within the home of this diminutive little Varian foal. It continues as the both of you smile. "Hile, travellor. I am of the called name Dusk Runner!" The greeting is lovely and just formal enough. You bow low and introduce yourself. The young male Varian seems genuinely happy to have made a friend in you....
Dush continues. "We Varians come from The Glade of Time, where the original herds still roam! I came to Azrielen unexpectedly, and I was lucky to recieve this wondrous place to live! I love the restored plants and I like my neighbors and the new friends I've made. Though I'm still young....I have big plans! A mate and maybe children, a good education and maybe even a place on the Hold Council. But none of that will come until I'm MUCH older." He talk a bit more, then bids you a fond farewell and wishes foryuou to return and visit soon.....
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You walk out slowly, still feeling the warmth of Dusk Runner's smile and still hearing his companion's quick squeaks and harsh little laughing remarks. Behind you, Dusk picks up his song again, his sweet, maturing voice full of love and light, serenading you as you take your leave..... Now you are left to make the decision of whether to go back to 'Lemad's UnderCopse or to follow the path ahead, leading to another section of the UnderCopse. This must be a huge place! |
There is also the option of leaving the Copse and moving beyond the fusia grandier into the green meadows of the Mystic Stables once more.....
Though you can see almost nothing through the thick foliage, you remember the directions from your journey through the Mystic Meadows. Onward to the NorthWest is the verdant and shining green of the many Sha Fields, while going back out the way you came will take you back toward the Equaritha Fields.....
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