Dark Abyss

*Nizhoni* · 01-08-2014, 04:40 PM

Creeping and crawling like the sea over sand.
Still I follow heartlines on your hand.
And there?s fantasy, there?s fallacy, there?s tumbling stone.

Echoes of a city that?s long overgrown.

Faolan's words calmed the boy some, and he settled in to watch his elder work. Enola did not seem terribly displeased, except for the bad taste, but if Faolan said it would help, and Enola wanted to trust him, Nizhoni was okay with it all. He watched avidly, wondering how plants would know how to help a wound. Nizhoni couldn't heal things just by touching them, and he wondered if something that powerful didn't mind being chewed up. He didn't think plants thought and felt like he did, but he thought that was only because they couldn't talk, and there was no way to know for sure. By the time he'd thought all this through, it looked like the silver furred male was about done. Nizhoni looked at Enola and asked, "Well, how do you feel?" He wanted her to feel better of course, and he definitely wanted to avoid their mother's ire, but he was also very curious about the magic plants. Did they work that fast? Maybe I should learn how to use them, so I can be magic too, he thought with a smile.

"Talk" Think "Listen"

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