Post by Puck on Jan 25, 2017 14:49:41 GMT -8
Puck giggled in anticipation. The fairy embraced the magical energy of his mushroom crown. He would act as Quis's guide in this adventure. Normally, a mushroom would take a while to kick in, but the magical effects started immediately. It was much more then a simple charm; the fungi had grown with constant neutering of a powerful magical energy source.
Images began to flash before Quis's eyes. Her aura drifted out of her body and floated to the ground, entering a mushroom. Her conscience was sucked back through time as the mushroom sunk into the earth. Underground her mind became mycelium that began to recede towards a thick clump of roots. Consciousness drifted up through roots, stem, and leaf exiting the leaf through reverse photosynthesis.
Quis and Puck drifted up above the dandelion patch and the entirety of the Garden Nation came into view. Their corporeal forms sat in a tree in the center of the garden. The Castle of Goraia lay to the south. Bordering the three other walls of the garden was the thick dandelion patch. Long razor sharp vines reached into the air, grasping for the red light.
Towards the west the mine was being dug by a crew of rodents and insects. A small forge had been set up, capable of firing a couple bricks at a time. South of the mine, along the castle wall, the new garden was growing. Grape vines were beginning to climb up the side of the castle and more terraces were being made.
East of the tree was a small pond with an island in the middle. The rest of the garden was covered with well tended grass. In one corner a new citizen, Venus Fly Trap, had recently arrived.
The pair drifted higher, until they became one with the Orb of Judgment. They continued their trip back though time: an army approached from the north, fires filled the sky and burned in the east. A cloaked figure walks the parapet and an icy finger creeps up the spine. Darkness.
Next, a scene of a royal court flashes by. There are more wars, more fighting, yet no fire. The land is lush and pristine. Forests and gardens fill the land. Four gem alight the golden crown of a beautiful queen. But there is darkness once more.
Elves now ruled the Usque Al Namar forest. Trees covered the land as far as the eye could see. Yet wars are still fought. Given the power of the gems, which could shape the land or destroy it, no beings could live in peace. Darkness once more.
In a flash of fire a phoenix was born. The majestic bird flew up into the sky and diapered into the cosmos beyond. Puck and Quis would fall back, forward though time and witness all they had seen once more. Once back in their bodies @quis would discover that she could feel the magical powers of the Orb of Judgment and might be able to use to influence the minds of others if she so desired.
Images began to flash before Quis's eyes. Her aura drifted out of her body and floated to the ground, entering a mushroom. Her conscience was sucked back through time as the mushroom sunk into the earth. Underground her mind became mycelium that began to recede towards a thick clump of roots. Consciousness drifted up through roots, stem, and leaf exiting the leaf through reverse photosynthesis.
Quis and Puck drifted up above the dandelion patch and the entirety of the Garden Nation came into view. Their corporeal forms sat in a tree in the center of the garden. The Castle of Goraia lay to the south. Bordering the three other walls of the garden was the thick dandelion patch. Long razor sharp vines reached into the air, grasping for the red light.
Towards the west the mine was being dug by a crew of rodents and insects. A small forge had been set up, capable of firing a couple bricks at a time. South of the mine, along the castle wall, the new garden was growing. Grape vines were beginning to climb up the side of the castle and more terraces were being made.
East of the tree was a small pond with an island in the middle. The rest of the garden was covered with well tended grass. In one corner a new citizen, Venus Fly Trap, had recently arrived.
The pair drifted higher, until they became one with the Orb of Judgment. They continued their trip back though time: an army approached from the north, fires filled the sky and burned in the east. A cloaked figure walks the parapet and an icy finger creeps up the spine. Darkness.
Next, a scene of a royal court flashes by. There are more wars, more fighting, yet no fire. The land is lush and pristine. Forests and gardens fill the land. Four gem alight the golden crown of a beautiful queen. But there is darkness once more.
Elves now ruled the Usque Al Namar forest. Trees covered the land as far as the eye could see. Yet wars are still fought. Given the power of the gems, which could shape the land or destroy it, no beings could live in peace. Darkness once more.
In a flash of fire a phoenix was born. The majestic bird flew up into the sky and diapered into the cosmos beyond. Puck and Quis would fall back, forward though time and witness all they had seen once more. Once back in their bodies @quis would discover that she could feel the magical powers of the Orb of Judgment and might be able to use to influence the minds of others if she so desired.