Rainsong's historie and other stories

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Topic/Postby Finna » 14 Oct 2009, 10:27

Rainsong's historie and other stories

Myst

The trees of Teldrassil were lit up by the always pinkish light that shone through them.
Somewhere in the depths of the woods, a pool was hidden from unwelcome eyes... a thick layer of myst lay upon the water and there, on top of the water... was movement.

The leaves seemed to be a much brighter shade of green here, the grass fresh and wet with dew, the water clean and clear, the flowers bright and colourfull, much more even so then in the rest of the forest. Perhaps it was the fact that there, beyond the borderies of this pool, the pinkish light overflowed everything.

On top of the water it seemed like there were lights, little figures flying over it. Nothing was ever seen like it, they seemed like creatures of light... Looking closer, they were like little transparent like creatures, flying rapidly over the wateredge. Then, in the blink of an eye, they were gone...

From between the thick leaves on the side of the water came a child, a little girl. Her skin was greenish, like the clothes she was wearing. She was a child of nature, a creature of the woods. She walked and was met by animals, and others of her kind, all in different shapes, forms and appearances. Some looked like trees, with a barkish skin, some looked like dwarves or gnomes, their skin coloured as the ores of the land, some beings almost uncoloured, their skin one shade lighter than water. The child, however, had the appearance of a Night Elf.

It started raining. It was the time of the naming ritual and all over the pool the elder beings watched the children while they played and darted through and over the water. A boy with webbed hands and toes dove through the water, like a fish. He jumped out and landed on a rock like a frog. His name would be Frogleap.
A little girl with a glassy white skin and staring eyes sat by the waterside, staring into nothingness, one foot dangling in the water. Her name became Dreamsight. Another boy with a bark-like skin and hair like leaves stood still by the waterside, watching the other children play. The elders decided that his name should be, very logical, Barkskin.
Our girl walked slowly through the water, watching everything, her head in the rain, and sang a song, honouring nature. Her name became Rainsong...

And with that, our story begins.
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