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<blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 6000977" data-attributes="member: 4936"><p>[sblock=The Dream]<em>Mellisande was dreaming. She knew that, with the unspoken understanding that is so common in dreams. It was perfectly normal that she was dreaming, and that she knew it, or so it seemed. In the dream she was watching the mushroom man recite what were, to him, legends of the fall of his gods. A woman was standing behind her.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>As the fungal fossil spoke, Mellisande heard herself ask, <span style="color: Magenta">"I was a goddess of music?"</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>The woman behind her leaned down a little to speak quietly into her ear. <span style="color: DarkOrchid">"Yes. In as much as any of us were gods of anything. But 'gods' is just a word, and words are only as good as their ability to communicate meaning. Other words could have been chosen. More precise ones. But they wouldn't have had meaning here. Imprecise meaning was judged to be superior to complete lack of meaning."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Mellisande frowned a little, and supplied what wasn't being said. <span style="color: Magenta">"And it served your purpose."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>A low chuckle. <span style="color: DarkOrchid">"Yes."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em><span style="color: Magenta">"My spells are kind of musical, but..."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>The woman interrupted, <span style="color: DarkOrchid">"The Myconids weren't mine, and I was not theirs. He's telling you what he saw, what he believed. I was a goddess of music, but not ONLY of music. And, to be honest for a change, what I was is less important than you think."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Suddenly thick, glowing pinkish goo flooded down from the ceiling and engulfed everything. Somehow Mellisande and her companion were untouched...a bubble seemed to surround them. Before them, in the dim coral glow, something twitched and moved.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em><span style="color: DarkOrchid">"Changes had to be made,"</span> the woman said. <span style="color: DarkOrchid">"Choices. You'll understand more soon. While you need to learn from the mistakes of the past, you can't start thinking of yourself as anyone but who and what you are. Use your gifts, learn from the past, but find your own way forward. If you ever find yourself tempted to follow our footsteps just remind yourself..."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em><span style="color: Magenta">"You lost,</span>" Mellisande says quietly.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>The bubble keeping the goo away 'popped' and Mellisande was suddenly buried in it, struggling and paddling in the viscous syrup to find her way to the top...</em>[/sblock]</p><p></p><p>Mellisande awoke with a gasp, exactly as she had in that cool, gooey cave. For a moment she was disoriented, then it all came back with an almost audible snap. The Myconids. Tales of the gods, of great trees and planet spirits. Of war.</p><p></p><p>She'd been a goddess. A goddess of music, but not JUST of music. And now she wasn't a goddess of anything, but that could change. Her head swirled with implications, half-remembered fragments, and a lingering but vague sense that the past could and should be discovered, but it had to remain the past.</p><p></p><p>Melissa Athens was dead. Long live Mellisande!</p><p></p><p>The thought banished any grogginess and filled her with energy that she expended in a whirlwind of washing and dressing, then bounding out to find something to eat. The grey mist in her mind had receded a little, and she understood what she did a little better. She could do more, using that understanding. Was it magic? Was it some complex science of mind and manipulation? Was it something else, perhaps connected to the ailing spirit of that tree?</p><p></p><p>Mellisande had no answers yet, but even knowing the right questions had power...</p><p></p><p>(OOC - Level 6! 3rd level spells! Yay!)</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Shayuri, post: 6000977, member: 4936"] [sblock=The Dream][i]Mellisande was dreaming. She knew that, with the unspoken understanding that is so common in dreams. It was perfectly normal that she was dreaming, and that she knew it, or so it seemed. In the dream she was watching the mushroom man recite what were, to him, legends of the fall of his gods. A woman was standing behind her. As the fungal fossil spoke, Mellisande heard herself ask, [COLOR="Magenta"]"I was a goddess of music?"[/COLOR] The woman behind her leaned down a little to speak quietly into her ear. [COLOR="DarkOrchid"]"Yes. In as much as any of us were gods of anything. But 'gods' is just a word, and words are only as good as their ability to communicate meaning. Other words could have been chosen. More precise ones. But they wouldn't have had meaning here. Imprecise meaning was judged to be superior to complete lack of meaning."[/COLOR] Mellisande frowned a little, and supplied what wasn't being said. [COLOR="Magenta"]"And it served your purpose."[/COLOR] A low chuckle. [COLOR="DarkOrchid"]"Yes."[/COLOR] [COLOR="Magenta"]"My spells are kind of musical, but..."[/COLOR] The woman interrupted, [COLOR="DarkOrchid"]"The Myconids weren't mine, and I was not theirs. He's telling you what he saw, what he believed. I was a goddess of music, but not ONLY of music. And, to be honest for a change, what I was is less important than you think."[/COLOR] Suddenly thick, glowing pinkish goo flooded down from the ceiling and engulfed everything. Somehow Mellisande and her companion were untouched...a bubble seemed to surround them. Before them, in the dim coral glow, something twitched and moved. [COLOR="DarkOrchid"]"Changes had to be made,"[/COLOR] the woman said. [COLOR="DarkOrchid"]"Choices. You'll understand more soon. While you need to learn from the mistakes of the past, you can't start thinking of yourself as anyone but who and what you are. Use your gifts, learn from the past, but find your own way forward. If you ever find yourself tempted to follow our footsteps just remind yourself..."[/COLOR] [COLOR="Magenta"]"You lost,[/COLOR]" Mellisande says quietly. The bubble keeping the goo away 'popped' and Mellisande was suddenly buried in it, struggling and paddling in the viscous syrup to find her way to the top...[/i][/sblock] Mellisande awoke with a gasp, exactly as she had in that cool, gooey cave. For a moment she was disoriented, then it all came back with an almost audible snap. The Myconids. Tales of the gods, of great trees and planet spirits. Of war. She'd been a goddess. A goddess of music, but not JUST of music. And now she wasn't a goddess of anything, but that could change. Her head swirled with implications, half-remembered fragments, and a lingering but vague sense that the past could and should be discovered, but it had to remain the past. Melissa Athens was dead. Long live Mellisande! The thought banished any grogginess and filled her with energy that she expended in a whirlwind of washing and dressing, then bounding out to find something to eat. The grey mist in her mind had receded a little, and she understood what she did a little better. She could do more, using that understanding. Was it magic? Was it some complex science of mind and manipulation? Was it something else, perhaps connected to the ailing spirit of that tree? Mellisande had no answers yet, but even knowing the right questions had power... (OOC - Level 6! 3rd level spells! Yay!) [/QUOTE]
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