A New Verse|Autus

[girlwithcandy]

Shiri stepped on the old, incredibly old, stone pavement, gazing at Autus with awe. Even the stones beneath her seemed to hum with life and growth, like the numerous plants around her. The smell of water, of a deep, hazy rain, was everywhere, and the lingering scent of flowers danced in the air. Some of the trees were losing their gigantic, vibrant green leaves, which tumbled to the ground with grace. Everything felt, smelled, looked...green, as if the entire place was a long lived plant, a giant tree. Shiri glanced around her in wonder, so excited and thrilled to have made it here, somewhere new and alive.

She held her right arm in her hand, and every once in a while, would reach out to touch a growing plant. Every time she did, she felt a strange feeling, a thought of both old and new inhabiting one plant. She grinned at the thought, and didn't mind. As she walked in a daze, she kept reaching out and touching the plants. She didn't talk to Zimri for a while, but when she did, it came out in a strange rush. "Well...this is what I was talking about...something fantastic. So much different than home..."

[aivea]

"Yes, yes it is fantastic. Wait a moment," Zimri says and kneels down.

He places a fair amount of his coins on the ground and says, "O Worg who makes all things grow, please accept these shiny hard-earned coins and grant me, your humble servant, inspiration so that I may continue to live as a bard without starving. Thank you in advance."

[girlwithcandy]

Shiri continued to walk slowly, and every once in a while, she'd trail her fingers across a wall, muttering to herself. As she trailed her fingers, she kept a hand on her arm, and within a few moments, a rich, spidery vine began to crawl along the walls, trailing her and then spindling outward like an enormous web. At the end of the corner, she placed a coin in the street, and then quickly covered it up with a large, thick vine, which held onto the coin like it were made of gold.

[aivea]

"I said wait!" calls Zimri, standing after he finishes his little prayer. He runs to catch up with her then asks, "What should we do now? I don't feel any different, but it might not be an immediate thing."

[girlwithcandy]

Shiri shrugged, and promptly slid down a nearby wall, until she was sitting in the ground. She reached into her satchel, and rummage through it before pulling out a flattened pillow, which was wrapped in a towel. She continued to slide downwards until she was laying on her back, and placed the pillow under her head. Shiri sighed for a moment, before replying, "I have absolutely no idea, but I think it involves a nice nap."

[aivea]

"Yep. Nap's are good," Zimri agrees and stretches out on the ground using one of his arms as a pillow.

Before falling asleep, he rather lovingly places his guitar where it would be safe from being rolled over onto.

[girlwithcandy]

Shiri dreamed of violins. Violins being played by trees, ash trees. And as the trees took their final bows, she woke up, still on the street. She quickly checked to see if her violin was still in its case, and upon seeing so, she promptly clamped the case shut again. Struggling to stand up straight after many hours spent napping, she grinned to no one and glanced around her, trying to figure out whcih way to go. Still, she figured she wasn't going to wander off, so Shiri leaned against the wall. After a few minutes, she pulled her harmonica out of her backpack, and began to play.

[aivea]

(Sorry about the wait! I was distracted.)

Zimri stirs in his sleep but doesn't wake up when Shiri starts playing her harmonica.

"Mommy..." he murmurs remaining fast asleep.

The guitar player hadn't been dreaming of anything in particular despite sleeping peacefully. A long time ago, however, when he'd had trouble sleeping his mother would play the harmonica fairly quietly until Zimri had fallen into a deep sleep.