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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]

"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)