12-30-2007, 12:35 AM
The day was coming to a close as the sun slowly lowered to rest behind the towering trees. Below the canopy of deep green, it was already dark and growing hard to see. The night life was starting to stir; owls hooted in the trees as deer and other animals scurried toward their resting places. A chill wind blew gently through the trees, making the night more nippy than it would have been normally. Somewhere within the dense forest the sound of a pipe could be heard drifting on the winds through the trees.
Nearby one of the many lakes scattered throughout this massive jungle of trees and undergrowth sat a solitary figure perched neatly on top of a large rock that overhung the water. Satin jade-silver hair flowed down it's back and a little way across the rock over a pair of jade feathered wings. Its eyes were closed as its pale, delicate hands moved over the tiny hopes of the ivory pipe that it played. A slender tail covered all over with jade scales and tipped with fur matching the hair on its head swayed gently in the breeze as it hung from the rock. The being's head was adorned by a single golden horn protruding from the area just above its hairline. Long pointed ears stretched from either side of its head as well, occasionally moving with any sudden movement in the brush. That attire that covered this gaunt, frail-looking being consisted of loose white pants, a bell sleeved shirt, and an ankle length tunic which split up either side and in the back. An emerald sash held the tunic in place where the splits ended.
Beside the rock was a brown leather bag that almost resembled a purse with the flap that hung over the opening and leaned against the rock beside the bag was a swallow--a long pole weapon with scythe-like blades curving in opposite directions on each end making a sort of 'S' shape.
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