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Ah yes, yet another day « Thread Started on Oct 11, 2007, 8:26am »
And indeed it was just yet another day. The wind from a passing storm had died down that morning. It did bring a blanket of fresh white snow to layer the area. The sun finally broke through the dark and gray storm clouds and broke them up into smaller white and fluffy clouds. The beautiful sky was a brilliant blue. The kind of blue sky where everything seems clean and fresh. The sun seemed to light up the crystalizing snow and it sparkled as it crept into the afternoon.
Aries was still asleep. Oblivious to his surroundings, curled up tighly, he slepted through the night unmoved by it and the sun slowly creeping across the cave floor in an arc fashion went unoticed. It was not until a large graying ram fell from atop the mouth of the cave, appearently a fight broke out amongst the herd right above the sleeping dragon's head, that Aries finally stirred. Most dragons might have thought "lunch" to the thing that had awaken it, especially an overgrown goat. But Aries had more of an appitite for fish and in repect of his namesake; left the ram to shake off the fall and quickly get back to business.
Aries then stretched his fore legs first, then his back legs and wings at the same time. He was still feeling quite groggy until the cool air hit him and he turned his head around (as his backside was facing the entrance to the hallow) to find bliding light glaring at him. His eyes took a while to adjust but when they did he turned to the opening and began his emerge from the cave.
The air was still and held a chill but the veiw was amazing. To get the blood circluating and muscles uncramped he took a small stroll to the top of an outcropping to look down upon the battle on his rooftop. The crisp fresh snow crunched under his clawed feet. Even still, he was carefull to not make a noise and to not disturb the quad of mountain goats. When he finally made himself confortable again, he watched four male goats; two in their prime, one young one, and the other old and gray (the one that fell). It was then he got back to the thoughts he had in his dreams. The had caused more daydreaming and the time to pass quite a bit faster than Aries had noticed.
It was long after the clacking of horns has ended that he realized that the battle has stopped. Shaking his head at his own absentmindedness he got up, got in a postition, and slid down the face of the mountain. Unfortunatly, the sun had melted away most of the new layer of snow and left an icy layer underneith. This caused Aries random push for exitement to be a little less pleasent that he had hoped for. But by then the situation didn't matter and he positioned himself back-half in front-half out, of his home and, again, making himself confortable and went back into a daydream state. Sunning himself in the rays that have been absent for a few days.
Re: Ah yes, yet another day « Reply #1 on Dec 22, 2007, 7:45pm »
Aoife stood at the base of the mountain, looking up with a scowl on her dirty face. To anyone looking on the young woman standing there was a boy, maybe 13 years old and bundled head to toe. While she enjoyed the north because it made it easier to hide who she was, she was not one for climbing mountains, yet here she was.
Two days ago, at the Winters Inn, a man had approached her with a job. As Camden, the boy she portrayed herself to be, she took whatever job came her way, trying to save enough money to let herself be Aoife in public once more. She knew what jobs there were for women out there, and she had decided long ago that working the taverns or cleaning the wealthy one's homes was not for her. So there she sat, a young boy willing to go to almost any lengths for a few gold coins.
This man had told her of a blue flower that bloomed on this mountain, near the top. She had scoffed at this until he dropped a bag half full of gold coins on the table in front of her. He had gotten her attention. He continued to tell her where she could find this flower and promised that when she returned with it he would fill the bag the rest of the way. He reassured her that it bloomed year round, even in the deepest of snow, so she must look carefully. Before he stood to leave he told her that if she could not find it that she could keep the gold. So, she waited out the storm, though about whether she would try and find the flower or continue on her way to the Westlands.
Glad for the sun and the beautiful blue sky Aoife pulled her hat further down on her head and began her climb. It was early afternoon but she had seen the shadow of a cave and with a pack full of supplies on her back she had decided she would go halfway up, spend the harsh night in the cave, and then continue up to the summit for the flower in the morning. She talked to herself of her own insanity and the old man's obvious senility and she made her way to the cave. She had to be crazy for doing this, it was only the promise of more gold that led her into it. Besides, three days out of her journey wouldn't make any difference and if she didn't find anything she still had what he had already given her.
She was lost in thought the rest of the way, thinking of her little farm with her mother, imagining how things might be different if she had been able to help. Her thoughts led her to tears, the cold wind stinging where it hit the streaks they made. Aoife hadn't even noticed that she was pulling herself onto the ledge before the cave. With one leg up and the other close behind she lifted her head only to be face to face with an imposing white dragon. She fell back on her hands, and simply stared. Of course she had heard of dragons, her mother used to tell her stories of their intelligence, wisdom, and general kindness. To actually be staring one in the face, now that was another matter. It is human nature to be afraid of something that could swallow you in one glup. "I'm very sorry to have disturbed you, very sorry. I am on my way to the summit to retrieve a blue flower for a senile old man. I can go back the way I came and just tell him there was no flower. I am sorry." She tried not to tremble, or take off running. She really didn't want to anger it. Aoife tried to remind herself her mother had said that they were generally kind, in fact she repeated this over and over again in her head. It was just so hard to remember that when staring such a grand beast in the face.
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