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The Diaphanous Dryad
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: R toL: 531, past the wild path
Posts: 1,152
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Lim stood, once agin immobile in the cool silence of the forest at night. It seemed that nothing had changed as he waited, ancient and unmoving- but somehow everything had changed. He had been stirred by the voice of a two legged person. He had moved a great distance. He had communicated with others. He had acknowledged the leadership of Brethil. He had been told of the Entwives.
The feeling raised by the last idea was something akin to the rising of sap, the natural quickening of life in spring. Vague memories swam through Lim's consciousness, too vague and unclear to give any definition to the term "Entwife" but he knew that the very idea had changed him. The thoughts in his brain were faster now, and closer to the surface. He could feel more acutely the power of others of his kind as they stood around him, silent and unmoving as he. Yet they were there, he knew it. Oak, ash, beech and birch. There was a life in them that Lim hadn't even known he possessed until the two-legged one had come. There had been two-leggers before, who had come with their implements to bite and chop, or burn. Lim barely knew what had happened to them, just that they had disappeared. Whether he had done something, or others like him, he hardly knew. They were not the only ones who came to the forest, of course. Sometimes Lim had felt a presence beneath his branches, but if they did not come to cause pain he had barely noticed them. He had not then had the awareness he had now. Lim felt life stir in him, and he revelled in it. [ June 21, 2003: Message edited by: Lyra Greenleaf ]
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“Sylphs of the forest,” I whispered. “Spirits of oak, beech and ash. Dryads of Rowan and hazel, hear us. You who have guided and guarded our every footstep, you who have sheltered our growth, we honour you." the Forbidden Link |
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