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Posted by Moria on January 20, 2009, 10:21 am
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A tentative calm seemed to hold me for a long while after arriving in such a beautiful place. Miles upon miles of green stretched out before my feet, only disrupted every once in a while by trees, the mountains, and a thick silver cord that wound through the land like a shimmering snake. The tantalising heat made my tongue thick and heavy, and I found myself at the water’s edge, staring wistfully at the dark rock in the distance; the mountains rose up like green giants, their sides littered with evergreens. I longed to chase wildly, freely with the wind, beneath the cover of trees; to run so far and for so long that eventually all my troubles would be cast off of me like a second skin, and the poisons of my soul would stream out like dark green bubbles in the sunlight, and they’d burst with a resonating pop and I would be left pure and good and fresh. A smile snaked itself onto my lips at the thought, and I closed my eyes as I drank, imagining. This land, Andarin, was somewhere I had only ever seen in my dreams. It was so picturesque that I found it difficult to believe at first. It had taken me days hovering at the border until I had even dared to venture in. But now that I was within the safe confines, I felt suddenly at home. Which was strange for me, as I had never really settled in one place, always moving, lingering for perhaps a couple of days before growing restless and leaving, moving on. These places I had seen never really captivated my attention, they never struck a chord like this one seemed to. Some invisible fission held me still and silent for a few moments as I gazed into the distance. It was empty for what seemed like forever, but the grasses were so tall, and there were so many places where someone could be concealed that I doubted I would be alone for very long. The thought struck me, and the pang of loneliness in my chest was overcome by fear. Nervous and stricken, I turned and fled away from the water’s edge, and darted from the borders of Andarin without a backwards glance. I was far too much of a coward at that moment to even consider looking for acceptance there. That could come later, perhaps after I had found a taste for the lands. The breeze wrapped around me like soft morning breath, and held me for a moment in a soft embrace, giving me courage. But I could not turn back. I would later, but if someone had seen my embarrassing charade I think I might die. It was best to let things lie for a little longer. So I set onwards, following the sun’s light as it danced on something bright, glistening in the distance. The high rising grass reached past my knees as I stepped gingerly over soft ground, keenly watching out for strangers. Who knew whose land I was now trespassing in? But from the faded scents of hundreds of strangers, both coming and going, I figured that this was more common ground, somewhere safe where I would not be accosted for intruding. As I moved on the bright mass grew in size and shape, thicker and brighter than the silver chord of Andarin, a huge mass of gold glittering waters, whose depth I could not decipher from just looking at it. My reflection flickered on the surface, a dark red mass casting a shadow and hiding the light. I could not say that I myself thought that I was a handsome creature, with the sturdy thickness of my breed hidden well by my scrawny figure. I was all skin and bone, barely any meat on me, though lean muscle coated my otherwise skeletal form. They rippled like the water beneath my hair. I stood there for a long time, just gazing at myself in the water, losing all grasp of time and place, though I was not really looking at my reflection, just how the light played with the water, and though my eyes saw, my mind was on other things, drifting to another world.
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