H'annaeryth gestured for the girl to sit down. The seat was a more a felled log than anything that looked as if it had been laying there for quite some time. It was covered in various lichen and moss so thick that it made for a comfortable enough cushion. Surprisingly it hadn't rotted or crumbled with age and was still firm enough that it didn't cave under them as they both sat down.
"Just get comfortable and I'll do all the rest," she instructed the girl. She could close her eyes, do whatever she needed to get comfortable--it wouldn't matter. The following process would be the same regardless of what the girl did.
The Unbinding was relatively simple on the part of the girl, her simply sitting there, waiting. But it would seem to her that all of a sudden a barrier was removed, as if there was something
more within her that had not been there previously. And there was--more. A swirl of energy shifted around her and within her that had not been there previously. Everyone saw it differently--different colors, different forms, sometimes wispy, sometimes solid. But it was there. The arcanic energies that the mages used to create their spells--she could
see them. She could
sense them.
But she had only a moment to revel in this new knowledge when unconsciousness took her, tugging her downward. She felt warm arms surround her, cradling her, and then she dreamed...
When she woke, she'd find herself on the ground, her head in H'annaeryth's lap, the dryad braiding the young elf's hair and twining it idly with wildflowers. She did not seem concerned at all by what had occurred.
"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" She grinned at Auer as she realized the young elf was awake.
"You know what I realized? I don't think you ever told me your name."
ooc: feel free to describe your dream as you please
