.:Searching for answers:. -- The Forest of Narna

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Date Posted: 06:47:14 08/06/03 Wed
Author: Leon & The Forest
Subject: .:Searching for answers:.

OOC: *Note*: I created this forest to those of you who do not know, therefore I have the right to control all of the treespirits harbored here.:), just so y'all would know.

IC: .:The quietness around him made the Prince a little uneasy, but he would continue on his quest. What was his quest? He was searching for answers, and he would get them. What kind of answers? How to stop Gante. Over the years, he had traveled far and wide, picking up information, but information had been costly, so after selling himself into slavery, he was now back in Kavanagh, a free man, with only a scarred back to tell about his past as a slave:.

The trees about the young man rustled gently, whispering in a soothing manner, but the unnerving part was that there was no wind.

.:Leon had seen the forest sprout up right before his eyes as he had watched from his bedroom window. He felt connected to it somehow, for he had also known it's creator...the lovely elven woman: Adraine:.

The trees began to thicken and roots began to be everywhere underfoot, making the path more treacherous. But even so, there was still an eerie light about the place that made one wonder.

.:The young man halted suddenly as the path started to climb uphill. "Where was he?":.

"In the heart of this forest," a voice answered his thoughts, sounding songlike and beautiful in the silent air. But there was no speaker to put to the voice.

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