Petals outstretch, reaching to the sun as it reaches it Zenith. And within its cavity, the scarred body of a young girl sleeps within the golden pool of nectar floating peacefully within the warm glow of nectar. And though she appears to be in dreaming, behind that serenity is mind scanning out searching silently listening to the lesser minds of all the creatures scurrying thought out the twisted oaks and thickets of chokevine. As her mind reach out with her telepathy, she could the presence of sentient creature... another stranger... makes their approach to Pallavi's secret grove. And though she slumbers, dreaming like a dead, she could sense them trudging down the paths never meant to be traveled: the path to her location.
While a great and many people come and go... rarely did there approach cause her alarm. But this one... this one did for instead of straying off the path it continues march on to her location. She questioned if came walking with intent if their transect a product of chance? While the person was still well beyond reaching her flower filled meadow... she sense now was the time to intervene... to touch their mind and save a life before they continue down a path from which there was to be no return. Focusing her energies on that one minuscule mind... she opens a telepathic link to there mind, a sonorous enchanting voice drawing out her words as they echos inside Lucan's skull.
[Whooo... are... thou? And why do you come these woods? If thou is lost... I can guide thou safe passage though I ask that thou return from whence came from for if thou continue, thou will only find... death.] commanded disembodied voice to Lucan though his mind. If Lucan were to look around he would only see only the twisted oaks, dark and dreary, surrounding him as their leaves chock out the sun with only scattered pockets of light making through.
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While a great and many people come and go... rarely did there approach cause her alarm. But this one... this one did for instead of straying off the path it continues march on to her location. She questioned if came walking with intent if their transect a product of chance? While the person was still well beyond reaching her flower filled meadow... she sense now was the time to intervene... to touch their mind and save a life before they continue down a path from which there was to be no return. Focusing her energies on that one minuscule mind... she opens a telepathic link to there mind, a sonorous enchanting voice drawing out her words as they echos inside Lucan's skull.
[Whooo... are... thou? And why do you come these woods? If thou is lost... I can guide thou safe passage though I ask that thou return from whence came from for if thou continue, thou will only find... death.] commanded disembodied voice to Lucan though his mind. If Lucan were to look around he would only see only the twisted oaks, dark and dreary, surrounding him as their leaves chock out the sun with only scattered pockets of light making through.
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