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<blockquote data-quote="fissionessence" data-source="post: 4794833" data-attributes="member: 63357">Scene 3 — The Room of Fish and StarsRinian's stomach turned and he felt twisted and tossed around this blank whiteness. After what seemed like several minutes, Rinian found himself standing on a cold stone flat floor that seemed to extend forever in all directions. The sky consisted both of stars and the depths of the ocean; fish swam above them, weaving through asteroid belts like they would a coral reef. &nbsp;Rinian's stomach still lurched, but not from the sight. The journey's effects still lingered. The merrow seemed equally affected, which struck Rinian as strange. Shouldn't this creature be accustomed to the visit here?&nbsp;Apparently the merrow had seen Rinian looking at it, and responded. &quot;I'm sorry; I do not know why I was unable to transport us here more . . . gracefully.&quot; It coughed, with a slight gag, then stood up straight, shaking off any final effects it may have felt. &quot;I am Chersin. I have come on behalf of my master, Teunari. What is your name?&quot;&nbsp;&quot;I am Rinian, but didn't you know that already?&quot;&nbsp;&quot;No. My master told me of the gifts I sought, and the spell in my song was designed to exclude one who possessed such gifts; I knew you would come to me eventually.&quot;&nbsp;&quot;Oh.&quot;&nbsp;&quot;Yes.&quot;&nbsp;&quot;What gifts?&quot;&nbsp;&quot;Do you not read the night sky? Are you not in tune with the moon and the stars?&quot;&nbsp;&quot;I am, but what does that have to do with what's going on? You never explained —&quot;&nbsp;&quot;Come.&quot; With that, Chersin began swimming upward through the air. When the change had occurred Rinian was not sure, but Chersin's legs were now a long tail fin that he used to propel himself upward. &nbsp;Rinian pulled the air around him with his arms as if he were swimming in water . . . and indeed, it seemed as if he were. His stroke pushed him up through the watery air in the direction Chersin had gone.&nbsp;Chersin didn't go far, however. He tread the water-air with his fin as he waited for Rinian to catch up. &nbsp;&quot;What is this place?&quot; Rinian asked as he made the last few strokes toward the merrow. &quot;I can swim through the air.&quot;&nbsp;&quot;This is the dreamspace offered to those most trusted and appreciated by my master. Do not worry yourself with it now. Look,&quot; Chersin said, and he gestured to a constellation to which the two were now closer than when they had been on the ground.&nbsp;Having caught up to the merrow, Rinian ceased his 'swimming' and quickly found himself sinking. He immediately kicked and stroked again, realizing he would need to tread the air-water to stay aloft/afloat. He nodded at Chersin's gesturing, waiting for the merrow to continue after the boy's blunder.&nbsp;&quot;This is the constellation that recently changed,&quot; Chersin said. Indeed, Rinian had noticed this change.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;My master believes that this newly formed constellation is what the revived entity is using to focus its power over the sea creatures. Not only that, but the constellation it replaced was one very sacred to the followers of Teunari. My master considers this, along with the attacks on our people, to be a personal affront.&quot;&quot;So what am I supposed to do about it?&quot; Rinian asked. &quot;I mean, I can read stars, but I can't change constellations or psychically control fish.&quot;&nbsp;&quot;It is not a star-reader we require. It is your cosmic connection. This gift is the reason you can read stars, and it is the reason you can help us.&quot;&nbsp;&quot;But what is this gift? How did I get it?&quot;&nbsp;&quot;That I cannot answer.&quot; For a moment, Chersin and Rinian looked into each other's eyes, both wondering. &quot;Nonetheless, you must go and unlock the secret of this constellation—the secret of this entity's psychic power.&quot;&nbsp;&quot;Okay.&quot; Rinian's arms and legs were beginning to get sore from the treading of air. &quot;But where must I—&quot;&nbsp;Chersin placed his hand on Rinian's shoulder, and the world faded to white.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;* * * * *I read stories like this when I was in fiction classes. Now I know how they generated their ideas, and how their stories therefore came out so bad.~</blockquote>

[QUOTE="fissionessence, post: 4794833, member: 63357"] Scene 3 — [SIZE=4][B]The Room of Fish and Stars[/B][/SIZE] Rinian's stomach turned and he felt twisted and tossed around this blank whiteness. After what seemed like several minutes, Rinian found himself standing on a cold stone flat floor that seemed to extend forever in all directions. The sky consisted both of stars and the depths of the ocean; fish swam above them, weaving through asteroid belts like they would a coral reef. Rinian's stomach still lurched, but not from the sight. The journey's effects still lingered. The merrow seemed equally affected, which struck Rinian as strange. Shouldn't this creature be accustomed to the visit here? Apparently the merrow had seen Rinian looking at it, and responded. "I'm sorry; I do not know why I was unable to transport us here more . . . gracefully." It coughed, with a slight gag, then stood up straight, shaking off any final effects it may have felt. "I am Chersin. I have come on behalf of my master, Teunari. What is your name?" "I am Rinian, but didn't you know that already?" "No. My master told me of the gifts I sought, and the spell in my song was designed to exclude one who possessed such gifts; I knew you would come to me eventually." "Oh." "Yes." "What gifts?" "Do you not read the night sky? Are you not in tune with the moon and the stars?" "I am, but what does that have to do with what's going on? You never explained —" "Come." With that, Chersin began swimming upward through the air. When the change had occurred Rinian was not sure, but Chersin's legs were now a long tail fin that he used to propel himself upward. Rinian pulled the air around him with his arms as if he were swimming in water . . . and indeed, it seemed as if he were. His stroke pushed him up through the watery air in the direction Chersin had gone. Chersin didn't go far, however. He tread the water-air with his fin as he waited for Rinian to catch up. "What is this place?" Rinian asked as he made the last few strokes toward the merrow. "I can swim through the air." "This is the dreamspace offered to those most trusted and appreciated by my master. Do not worry yourself with it now. Look," Chersin said, and he gestured to a constellation to which the two were now closer than when they had been on the ground. Having caught up to the merrow, Rinian ceased his 'swimming' and quickly found himself sinking. He immediately kicked and stroked again, realizing he would need to tread the air-water to stay aloft/afloat. He nodded at Chersin's gesturing, waiting for the merrow to continue after the boy's blunder. "This is the constellation that recently changed," Chersin said. Indeed, Rinian had noticed this change. "My master believes that this newly formed constellation is what the revived entity is using to focus its power over the sea creatures. Not only that, but the constellation it replaced was one very sacred to the followers of Teunari. My master considers this, along with the attacks on our people, to be a personal affront." "So what am I supposed to do about it?" Rinian asked. "I mean, I can read stars, but I can't change constellations or psychically control fish." "It is not a star-reader we require. It is your cosmic connection. This gift is the reason you can read stars, and it is the reason you can help us." "But what is this gift? How did I get it?" "That I cannot answer." For a moment, Chersin and Rinian looked into each other's eyes, both wondering. "Nonetheless, you must go and unlock the secret of this constellation—the secret of this entity's psychic power." "Okay." Rinian's arms and legs were beginning to get sore from the treading of air. "But where must I—" Chersin placed his hand on Rinian's shoulder, and the world faded to white. * * * * * I read stories like this when I was in fiction classes. Now I know how they generated their ideas, and how their stories therefore came out so bad. ~ [/QUOTE]

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