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Rafael Espadas · January 23, 2008, 12:24 PM

The Dolwoods was a strange place. Some said that it was a forest that was ever-growing; not in the sense where a leaf would replace one that was plucked away or eaten, or that a branch will always make the inexorable climb towards the sky; but in the way that it seemed to be a sentient, living creature that grew at an accelerated rate surpassing most woods and the air that seemed to sizzle with an invisible fire.

Secrets of the Dolwood after all, continued to baffle even the most adept in the fields of arcana, for it was not mere mortal magic that created the enchanted woodland, but God's magic. A single grain of the Sand of Life long ago cast by desperate Elves marked the beginning of the fabled greens.

As it was, young Gitana was spurning on Kizzy to go faster, and the faithful mount was only too happy to oblige. There was something about the Dolwoods that drew not only people, but animals into its enigmatic emerald wells.

Craggy rocks covered with moss littered the ground beneath Kizzy's hooves; and it was this part of the forest which was dangerous for even the experienced tracker; much less to one riding an animal at such fast speed. The horse skidded on the slippery moss as it reared back, with Gitana almost falling off; but her grip held firm. Momentum however, seemed more than willing to twist things a little, and as Kizzy maintained her footing -- balanced above a perilous spot on the edge of a boulder, Gitana really flew forward, and landing on her bottom, was soon sliding down a slope of moss covered rocks almost five stories high; before she rolled to a stop on soft loamy grass beneath the small knoll.

A few scratches were on both elbows, a little bump on her forehead, and a very sore buttock was all the girl suffered, though her ego would be much more bruised than any other thing. Apparently she was lucky enough

Sitting up she would realize that she found her surroundings rather unfamiliar; perhaps due to the disorientation from that very bumpy slide ride, or maybe she was really in a new part of the Dolwoods entirely. The rippling laughter of a stream was to her left one moment, and then seemed to shift to her right.

Forests were strange in the way where sounds seemed to be coming from all directions. This is also the same reason why so many people have disappeared into the Dolwoods and never returned. Yet a promising stream would allow the girl to wash her superficial wounds and gather her bearings once she had some rest.

Kizzy was nowhere to be seen, the incline of the slope, combined with the natural jut of the rocks in such a way where there was little way of seeing beyond ten feet up the hill.

Jehan, in the interim, was just emerging from the short cut that he had taken to out smart his sister when he noticed something amiss. Kizzy, was balanced dangerously over a stone ledge while his sister was nowhere to be seen. He couldn't see beneath the convex knoll that had a dead ground ahead, but it would be obvious that his sister was likely lying down there in an awkward position and bones jutting out from her body.

No one after all, could survive a fall like this... unless there was some kind of luck involved.

January 23, 2008, 12:24 PM	#4 (permalink)
Rafael Espadas Citizen Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Ieffreon Posts: 93	Peer-moderation! The Dolwoods was a strange place. Some said that it was a forest that was ever-growing; not in the sense where a leaf would replace one that was plucked away or eaten, or that a branch will always make the inexorable climb towards the sky; but in the way that it seemed to be a sentient, living creature that grew at an accelerated rate surpassing most woods and the air that seemed to sizzle with an invisible fire. Secrets of the Dolwood after all, continued to baffle even the most adept in the fields of arcana, for it was not mere mortal magic that created the enchanted woodland, but God's magic. A single grain of the Sand of Life long ago cast by desperate Elves marked the beginning of the fabled greens. As it was, young Gitana was spurning on Kizzy to go faster, and the faithful mount was only too happy to oblige. There was something about the Dolwoods that drew not only people, but animals into its enigmatic emerald wells. Craggy rocks covered with moss littered the ground beneath Kizzy's hooves; and it was this part of the forest which was dangerous for even the experienced tracker; much less to one riding an animal at such fast speed. The horse skidded on the slippery moss as it reared back, with Gitana almost falling off; but her grip held firm. Momentum however, seemed more than willing to twist things a little, and as Kizzy maintained her footing -- balanced above a perilous spot on the edge of a boulder, Gitana really flew forward, and landing on her bottom, was soon sliding down a slope of moss covered rocks almost five stories high; before she rolled to a stop on soft loamy grass beneath the small knoll. A few scratches were on both elbows, a little bump on her forehead, and a very sore buttock was all the girl suffered, though her ego would be much more bruised than any other thing. Apparently she was lucky enough Sitting up she would realize that she found her surroundings rather unfamiliar; perhaps due to the disorientation from that very bumpy slide ride, or maybe she was really in a new part of the Dolwoods entirely. The rippling laughter of a stream was to her left one moment, and then seemed to shift to her right. Forests were strange in the way where sounds seemed to be coming from all directions. This is also the same reason why so many people have disappeared into the Dolwoods and never returned. Yet a promising stream would allow the girl to wash her superficial wounds and gather her bearings once she had some rest. Kizzy was nowhere to be seen, the incline of the slope, combined with the natural jut of the rocks in such a way where there was little way of seeing beyond ten feet up the hill. Jehan, in the interim, was just emerging from the short cut that he had taken to out smart his sister when he noticed something amiss. Kizzy, was balanced dangerously over a stone ledge while his sister was nowhere to be seen. He couldn't see beneath the convex knoll that had a dead ground ahead, but it would be obvious that his sister was likely lying down there in an awkward position and bones jutting out from her body. No one after all, could survive a fall like this... unless there was some kind of luck involved.