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Time has little meaning here, though your body back home may disagree.

Dream.

A forest.

A forest of the oldest sort, thick with brambles, trees snarled with centuries of life. It stretches for miles, many of them very dark, because the trees grow so close that it is hard to see. From a high vantage point, on one of the hills of the forest, one may glimpse a tower at the heart of the forest, a great graceful column of grey stone. Here and there there are clearings, bright with sunlight, and streams running with clear water. But mostly there is dark.

In the distance, the howl of a wolf.

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[ares-thracian.livejournal.com]

There I am, minding my own fucking business, hacking at whatever crosses my path. Block, swing, a scream and the wet ripping of flesh. Withdraw and swing again.

A great rushing of wind....

There is no flesh anymore, just fucking brambles. More fucking brambles, and a tower far in the distance. What in the Blue Bloody FUCK?! What quest is this, Father, you monkey's cunt. These games are becoming rather tedious...

Looking about, I yawn to show him my disinterest. Much like the Shadowlands and Red's dreams, I'm in my Roman gear, but I'm damn well nowhere near Rome, Greece or Olympus. Where in Hades am I? And fuck these brambles. I reach down to uproot one of these wretched things and my hand goes right through it. Swing my sword at it, they fall to the ground. Well I'll be Medusa's twat... I've seen some fucked up shit, but this ranks rather high on the scale. You have an imagination after all, father, you prick.

May as well make the best of it, I suppose. Begin chopping my way through the brambles singing,

"Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere...
Don't recall the rest, but fuck it, who cares!"

[regal-vigilante.livejournal.com]

I ride.

The forest is vast, and I lost the path long ago. My steed is up to the challenge though, and we fly through the underbrush.
I ride on.

Soon a sound breaks into my world. A hacking? No. Slashing? Not quite. No, a chopping. And....singing. A voice rumbles to me, and I slow our pace as the man comes into view. Dark hair, muscle, leather and a fine blade. Just my type.

Spur my horse until we're galloping up behind the man and we jump, landing just past him in the clearing he's chopping to. I wheel the horse around and feel my face shift into a grin.
"That looks like hard toil, you must be determined to get somewhere interesting."

[ares-thracian.livejournal.com]

""Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier..."

There's a steed behind me, and I grasp my sword, ready to kill a fucking impudent rider...Red?

"That looks like hard toil, you must be determined to get somewhere interesting."

Grinning back, I shrug. "Killing time until I find out where the fuck I am," Bow my head in greeting and my grin deepens," Or I when I find something better to kill. I hold up my empty hand and pass it through the nearest bush. "Wasn't expecting to see you here, Warrior. Looks like I have found something very interesting by chance." Thank Fuck. She looks just as good as I remember her. My eyes slide over her and suddenly I wish I were a horse. Would be a pity if she died and landed here. I look at the clearing around us. Reminds me of the one I used to teach Red in. "Any idea as to where on Gaia's great arse we are?"

[regal-vigilante.livejournal.com]

Even riding with the Phantom Queen couldn't temper this one. Know that he shouldn't be here (should I be here?), but it doesn't matter. Glad to see him anyhow.
And I've been riding so long. And the other men I've run across...well that's a kind term for it. He was always far more fun.

"Any idea as to where on Gaia's great arse we are?"
I shake my head, feel a war braid hit my ear. Interesting, but no matter, "No clue. I don't like the smell of it though. Things aren't right," cock my head and smile at him, "Did just get a bit more intriguing though."

[ares-thracian.livejournal.com]

"No clue. I don't like the smell of it though. Things aren't right, Did just get a bit more intriguing though."

"I agree on all counts," I say, grin widening. Smells like death. If she didn't pull me here, and this is not her land, who the fuck did? "Have you seen Wanda about? And what's with that tower?" I ask, pointing my sword towards it. Looks like a field of blood around it with the faint scent of roses. This better not be his place.

Cock my head at the sound of someone singing in the forest and a Baby's cry deeper within. "Intriguing, indeed," still grinning, I take her hand in mine and kiss it,"Shall we continue on?"

[regal-vigilante.livejournal.com]

"Have you seen Wanda about? And what's with that tower?"
Wanda. I know I know Wanda- but it just doesn't connect. Maybe if I saw her...

"Don't know on either count, but it looks like its the center of the forest. Probably be some answers there," smile down as he kisses my hand, "Always a charmer, hmm?"

Pull him up behind me and wink over my shoulder, "Now be sure to hold on tight," set my heels into my horse's flanks and head deeper towards the human sounds.

[ares-thracian.livejournal.com]

There better be some answers somewhere in this damned place. "Always a charmer, hmm?"

"Its been said," I grin, preparing to tell her that I'd love to see all of her charms. But nay, words change to startled roaring laughter as I am heaved upon her steed.

She winks. "Now be sure to hold on tight,"

Sliding one hand on her hip and the other under her breast, I hold on with my thighs and throw my head back and laugh, hearing it echo through the forest. Perhaps fortune is on my side after all.

It is not long before I hear a man say, (http://community.livejournal.com/estdeus_innobis/405098.html?thread=10288746#t10288746)