Nov 19, 2011 03:05
[As the land has settled to slumbering in preparation for the coming snow, the waves of energy and life that the spring sprite is so attuned to have quieted enough that her senses reach further even without her intention. The result is that the distant darkness she can feel in a forest on the island has been brought forward to her attention. Her attempts to put it out of her mind have been easier while tending the botanical gardens or slinking around the school to observe classes, but she has only so much work that she can do within the limited space of the gardens, and there are many hours in which other residents sleep.]
[Right after midnight, she slipped away from the botanical gardens in the dark to dart and glide her way to the outer wall in the quiet chilled air. Reaching the point closest to that distant forest while staying on the grounds of the Academy, the sprite had taken to perching high on the wall, and there she has remained.]
[Sitting with her feet curled against the outside of the wall, her fingers hold tight against the stone as she keeps her yellow eyes focused towards what she cannot visibly see. The wind plays with her hair and her cloak as it hangs long over her legs, both seeming to dance in the flow of the air.]
[The more she tries to understand about the distant forest, the more it unsettles her.]
p: spring sprite