Verdigris Ravine ~Great spirits, of all who lived~

Anyone is welcome, her curiosity is growing just as she is. :)

She stood still, gazing at the horizon. The sun had been beginning to set giving way to a dark star filled sky.

Sun fell to sleep, then moon and stars came out to play and she gazed upon their scattered glory. She wondered about the spirits she had learned about with Zoug, were they amongst that great black canvas….?

She sat down, then looked at small pool that lay before her. Looking at her own reflection, a moment of pride fell over her, “This one is so pretty!” She said quietly to herself.

Why must she enjoy this peace and tranquility alone. She looked around hoping for someone she knew dearly to show up.

She would find company in the twin lights of the Cavetreader who walked the darkness towards her.

While those around him grew in stature, Brac spindled out like the branch of a water-parched tree. If that one by the river was pretty, this one was something else. Not quite boyish, not quite roguish, not quite sure if he was on his way to anything anyone might call handsome.

Brac fell in line with everyone who entered that strange bracket of time they called teenhood.

This one greets you, he said through a deadpan stare, this one wonders what is seen in the waters at your paws, for he'd seen her looking quite intently into them! The Cavetreader pushed forward to look himself.