Sitting in the same old tree

[Hiku Santari]

Hiku walk to his spot. He looked up and the tree then found the brach were he sat at. He jumped up and landed on the brach. The wind blow his hair around in his face. He leand on the tree eith his back. He slided down and sat there. He had come to this spot ever day. He closed his eyes and smiled. The wind felt good blowing on his face."What a grand day." he muttered.

[Viktor Delacro]

There was a sound of thumping in the air of the forest that day. Then the sound of multiple thumpings. Suddenly, a black horse and its black armored rider stormed through the quiet forest. The steed thundered forward at its top speed.

A few seconds later, several motley armored fighters sped through the forest just where the black knight had gone. Their own horse struggling to keep the pace of the knights.

[Hiku Santari]

Hiku looked around. He saw some people walking. He keep himself hindin in the tree. His hair moved in the wind. He placed his hand on his sword. He got up from were he was sitting and keep looking down. He smiled softly. He looked at the person in the front of them all.

[Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire]

Saphira had been among the tree tops for most of the afternoon and into the dusky night. The leafy tops were closely set and she stood still, eyes bright against the darkness, watching the small armoured men.
She sighed and was far away. Her elfin movements lithe and graceful, she scaled down the tree.
Her thoughts were far away, in a summer afternoon, by a graden full of roses..there was the scent of lemons and lavender among the oak trees....a silver stream laughed its way around the rocks...
and so she did not notice the young man standing still in the shadows.

Her pale features were far away..in that summer afternoon....

[Hiku Santari]

He keep quit. His face hidin in the tree.He made on movie ment at all. He tried no to blink. He keep looking at them. "Who are they?" he said to himself.

[Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire]

Saphira's elfin ears were sharper than most. And she picked up the words. At once, she was out of her euphoria and stood still as a statue, listeneing and alert. She sound was clost by, very close, and she could hear breathing. She moved silently and lithely across the leave strewn ground. Little did she know, hte stranger was behind her.