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piosenniel · 09-19-2002, 11:18 AM

Pervinca had made her excuses, once the introductions and a few pleasantries had passed between them. She had spied the food, and it drew her on.

Lassiël drew back under the trees and watched the gathering for a few moments. Such life! Discordant at times, to be sure. But lovely, nonetheless.

She heard the comment of an elder tree come from a distance. 'Ah, he wishes to attend the festivities, and sighs because he cannot.'

Hastening to the place from whence the voice had come, she stood before the old and mighty tree, and regarded him gravely.

He stirred lazily when she touched a low hanging branch. The leaves greened about her fingers and a curious sensation of liveliness spread toward the trunk. He came to full attention as she addressed him.

'Rootbound?! I think not, Master Oak. I know no one at this party and have need of a companion. It would be pleasing if you would accompany me - at least to the edge of the glade. There you and I might watch the festivities, and enjoy some pleasant conversation.'

She smiled impishly at him, and he felt his roots loose themselves from the soil about them. He flexed them and found that they had become limber now and capable of movement.

'Come then!' she said, grasping the handlike branch he offered her. 'Let us make our way, and see all we can.'

The trees about them opened a pathway, closing silently behind them as they made their slow approach to the party.

09-19-2002, 11:18 AM	#42
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Pervinca had made her excuses, once the introductions and a few pleasantries had passed between them. She had spied the food, and it drew her on. Lassiël drew back under the trees and watched the gathering for a few moments. Such life! Discordant at times, to be sure. But lovely, nonetheless. She heard the comment of an elder tree come from a distance. 'Ah, he wishes to attend the festivities, and sighs because he cannot.' Hastening to the place from whence the voice had come, she stood before the old and mighty tree, and regarded him gravely. He stirred lazily when she touched a low hanging branch. The leaves greened about her fingers and a curious sensation of liveliness spread toward the trunk. He came to full attention as she addressed him. 'Rootbound?! I think not, Master Oak. I know no one at this party and have need of a companion. It would be pleasing if you would accompany me - at least to the edge of the glade. There you and I might watch the festivities, and enjoy some pleasant conversation.' She smiled impishly at him, and he felt his roots loose themselves from the soil about them. He flexed them and found that they had become limber now and capable of movement. 'Come then!' she said, grasping the handlike branch he offered her. 'Let us make our way, and see all we can.' The trees about them opened a pathway, closing silently behind them as they made their slow approach to the party. __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.