Iccelis

through long corridors, spindling ever upward, then downward, and all the while you feel as though you're floating, your spirits as high as the sky, a sky that you cannot see. You dance across the warm, smooth floor beneath your feet, responding to the beckoning music playing just beyond your reach.
   Gradually, your world becomes brighter, and everything seems to sparkle subtley at first, then so profoundly that you can't help but smile, delighted at the beauty around you, though you can't really define one thing from another.
   All too soon, your mind starts to grasp at objects along your smooth journey, and you begin to feel a distant sense of reality. Quite suddenly, the music comes to a stop, and your feet cease their dancing, leaving you panting from your light-headed exersions, and standing in the center of a swirling, glittering world.
   "Don't stop dancing, little one. I was so enjoying it..."
   You spin around at the sound of the voice, distressed despite the beauty around you.

You jump back, suddenly finding yourself uncomfortably close to a very large and apparently very powerful beast sporting four dangerous-looking hooves and an even more threatening horn.
   "Don't be afraid!" he says quickly, backtracking to give you some space, muscles rippling with each step. You grit your teeth, trying to get a hold on your feelings and finding it a very difficult task in this place that you know nothing of.
   "I'm not afraid," you state after a few moments, narrowing your eyes with a mixture of curiosity and caution. You tear your eyes from the creature for a moment to glance around you, and successfully fight back a wave of doubt. "Where am I?"
   The equine flinches at your harsh tone, but replies with understanding.
   "You are in Kiesst, deep in the depths of its magic- a place that can not be reached by mere physical means." He absently drags a heavy hoof across the ground. "You are quite worthy if you have made it this far."
   "Worthy of what?" you ask, intrigued.
   "Of adopting an Iccelis," he answers, his eyes shining with anticipation, "They are the main source of Kiesst's magic, a creature of many colors and powers. But they start out very weak and very delicate, and require someone to guard them until they have reached adulthood. Where they have been sheltered, they will remain all their lives, and they are capable of surviving in just about any habitat."
   He cocks his head to the side, eyeing you for a moment.
   "Come with me."