Amaranth: A Dream

[idolpro]

Once, there was a maiden...

...whose battles called her far from home.
She slew the thing she feared most, and conquered the land that feared her.
As she fought, far away, she knew her children needed guidance.
She knew they faced tyrants.
She knew they faced fear.
In her homeland, things were broken.
So, she held up her hand before the sun, and cast a shadow on the world, and drowned the troubles of her home in darkness.

"Survival's a long reach," she said.

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Re: BEGIN: The Road to Sange Village

[forgottenmercy]

[oh. oh. lingering...emotion...given what the impression that he felt. lingering memory, burned into this place.

I don't know what the totally-not-abyssal version of Feather-Foot Style would be called but he's going to daintily pull up his skirts and start running, to run across the water. as long as he keeps running, it will bear his weight like it's solid ground beneath him.]

1/2 - The Road to Sange Village

[fallingflowers]

[ You are grace embodied, and the water itself dances beneath your feet—


...at first.
It's as if you're pulled by sudden undertow, one moment agile and the next underwater.

Here, the river is as cold as the bitterest part of Ascending Water. And it's so impossibly dark. ]

2/2 - The Road to Sange Village

[fallingflowers]

[ But in the deep of the river, you see him: the huge, deep blue eyes of the River God as he swims alongside you.

You're the shrine maiden, after all.

...And then you are washed back ashore, resting in the grass between the twin stone posts. ]

Re: 2/2 - The Road to Sange Village

[forgottenmercy]

[those are very familiar eyes. but that answers two questions.

and going to take a few moments to breathe and drip water before standing up. if he's the shrine maiden, then he knows the rites and the proper etiquette.

he's not dressed right and he doesn't have the right props but it doesn't matter, he can make it work. going to go back down to the river's shore and dance and sing, the proper rites, the proper dancing, this time asking permission to cross.

Performance Supernal, he's using some kind of Charm here.]

Re: 2/2 - The Road to Sange Village

[fallingflowers]

[ As you dance, you start to hear the faint sound of music drifting across the river. The melody is somehow perfect for your dance and in harmony with your song, because of course it is.

As the rite concludes, the surface of the river goes momentarily mirror-still—and then ripples and froths with renewed vigor. You recognize this: the River God rises.

The great dragon bends his sinuous neck to lower his head to eye level with you. His voice is felt more than heard. ]

Do you truly want this?

[ Beneath your feet, the ground trembles, and a widening circle of grass doesn't just wither, but turns to ash. ]

[forgottenmercy]

[feels the ground tremble beneath his feet, watches the grass turn to ash. something is clearly happening here. and that is a familiar feel of his voice.]

I do. [gentle, soft.] Please.

[fallingflowers]

Then so it is, was, and shall be.

[ The dragon lowers his head all the way to the base of the shore, and his meaning is clear: he will carry you there.

And so it is, was, and shall be, as he takes you at last to the Shrine.

Behind you, the rest of the meadow turns to ash, and the ground almost wails as, at the base of the absent bridge, it cracks. ]

[forgottenmercy]

[inclines his head, gravely and gracefully as he climbs onto his god's back.] ...thank you.

[oh. well.]