Log Date: April 1994 Log Cast: Assorted Preservers, Clearsight, Blackmorn Log Intro: Clearsight and Blackmorn, journeying together on the Walkabout meant to find Clearsight her adult name, have become stranded in a strange valley filled with tiny winged creatures... and sleep-inducing flowers. Succumbing to the dreamful effects of the blooms, the two elves have become dreamy and languid, and the Preservers have begun to try to convince them that they know the name-sign Clearsight seeks.... ---------- HoneyGold flits in from the branches above. Clearsight lies curled up in Blackmorn's arms, the flowers in her hair brushing against his neck. Blackmorn looks serene, arms protectively around Clearsight, asleep himself, flower petals and bits of mushroom in his lap. HoneyGold looks most pleased, and waves to the group of preservers who follow behind, laden with berries and treesweets and flower-cups of water. HoneyGold looks at you for a moment. The preservers deposit their burdens right by the sleeping high-things, then scatter at another wave of Honeygold's hand. Clearsight smiles softly in her sleep; her mouth occasionally works silently as if she murmurs something. Her features are tranquil, and she unconsciously radiates a warm, muddled send of contentment. HoneyGold flits over quietly, and lands in silversoft hair, cradling happily in it. Clearsight mmmms a little... something tickles, in her hair.... Blackmorn shifts a bit at the warm soft sounds, and he slowly, languidly opens his eyes, warm pools of amber, still heavy-lidded and fogged. He sends ** Mmm..** even as he clears his throat quietly. HoneyGold giggles happily, and starts to pull at the silvery strands, happily weaving them into a proper nest. Clearsight murmurs, "Hmmmmmm?" and slowly half-opens her eyes. HoneyGold starts singing happily. /Bree-DEE-dee-DEET!/ Clearsight blinkblinks, as the Preserver's singing sounds right in her ear. "Wha... oh... little... friend... " She tries to turn on her back in Blackmorn's arms, smiling lopsidedly. Blackmorn growls quietly at the back of his throat, brows creased slightly. He mumbles "Too loud bug.." Clearsight mmmmmms, at the sound of Blackmorn's voice, and nuzzles her cheek against him. HoneyGold flits away at the growl, chittering at Blackmorn. /Is no loud! Is sing pretty!/ Clearsight giggles a little, a dreamy, liquid sound. "Silly... silly HoneyGold... " Blackmorn says "Sing pretty is Clearsight. Bugs make my head hurt." Blackmorn's arms tightens around Clearsight reflexively at the brush of her cheek against him. Clearsight smiles warmly up at Blackmorn, murmuring, "I like... to sing for you... " HoneyGold lands on a leaf, propping its head into its hands as it smiles radiantly at its pet highthings. HoneyGold flits. /Good berries and treesweets and water for highthings! Eat! Drink!/. Clearsight giggles dreamily at HoneyGold; lazily, she lifts a hand for the nearest offering. HoneyGold giggles happily as Clearsights hand lands on a bright pink mushroom. /Is good!/ Clearsight picks up the little thing, and grins fuzzily at it. "It is... pink... like Rosebud... pretty... " Clearsight nibbles trustingly at the brightly hued object, while she snuggles against Blackmorn. HoneyGold flitflits, summoning the other preservers again. They fly in, a giggling, chittering, rainbowhued cloud of wings, and start picking choice bits of treesweet and berries and trying to feed the highthing all at once. Clearsight languidly smiles, entranced by the flurry of color. She lifts a heavy hand only enough to convince the little winged ones to take turns, as she lets herself be fed. Blackmorn watches, the creases in his brow still present, as if a thought itches the back of his mind... Rainsweet and Sweetrain haul a purple flower filled with water between them, and try to convince silentdark highting to drink! Blackmorn shakes his head at the preservers' approach. "Something...we had.. somewhere, fledgling....there was something to find?" Clearsight murmurs slurred endearments to each of her little attendants. She tries to sit up a little, to get a better look at them all... and as Blackmorn speaks, she blinkblinks at him foggily. "Find....?" Blackmorn nods slowly, and speaks to match, 'tasting' each word "Find.. something to find, for you.." Clearsight tilts her head a little, ponderingly. "Find... yes... " Suddenly, her face lights up. "I had... to find... my Sign... yes!" HoneyGold flits. /Honeygold _find_ sign! Is silversoft!/. HoneyGold pulls happily at strands of silvery hair, dislodging a few flowers. Clearsight lets the thought roll around in her head a little, and blinkblinks muzzily up at HoneyGold? "Hmmmm.....?" Suddenly, you feel very giggly..something about that last treesweet? Clearsight begins to giggle a little, watching HoneyGold. Her eyes brighten. Blackmorn arches an eyebrow. "That is it then?" Clearsight asks, laughter bubbling softly through her voice, "What is... Sil... versoft, little friend...?" In childlike wonder, she gazes at the Preserver. HoneyGold holds a strand of hair as he flitters in front of Clearsight. /Like this! Like long-ago! Honeygold remembers!/ Clearsight peers at the strand of hair, her eyes nearly crossing as she tries to focus on it. "Wrong color," she mumbles, and giggles again. The preservers feed Blackmorn treesweets, giggling! Clearsight, strangely giggly herself, peers at HoneyGold. "Can't be... Sign," she murmurs laughingly. HoneyGold releases the strand of hair, nodding importantly. /Is Sign. No need go look!/ Rosebud flits in shyly, clutching a small yellow flower. Clearsight frowns vaguely, considering HoneyGold's words. And then, for no apparent reason, she giggles again. Clearsight adds, her earnest tone at odds with the giggles that bubble out of her between her words, "But... I had to go... somewhere else... to see... I remember... hee hee... I dreamt it...!" Clearsight looks over at Blackmorn, still giggling. "Blackmorn, where... hee hee... did we have to... go?" Rosebud edges closer...and quickly drops the tiny yellow flower in Clearsights lap before diving for cover! Clearsight ohs! and gasps softly, and giggles after Rosebud. Distracted, she picks up the yellow flower, and beams at it. Rosebud whispers shyly ...pretty... Clearsight beams to Rosebud, lifting the flower to smell it. "Pretty," she agrees with a giggle. Rosebud turns a darker shade of pink, but looks very pleased. Blackmorn shakes his head, his eyes sharpening back into focus, rubbing idly at his nose. "Dreaming thoughts.." He looks up at Clearsight (and apologizes--work) "Go.." Clearsight twirls the yellow flower about in her fingers, now alternating between humming and giggling. But she adds to HoneyGold, "I had to go somewhere, I remember ... " Clearsight beams back to Blackmorn, apparently overjoyed simply to hear him speak, and she asks happily, "Do you ... remember where we... have to... go?" Blackmorn sneezes abruptly, scattering flowers from his shoulders in a cloud of purples and pinks. Blackmorn rubs at his nose. "Go...somewhere else." he answers matter-of-factly. HoneyGold giggles.. HoneyGold chirples happily. /Itchynose!/ Clearsight giggles happily to Blackmorn as flower petals scatter at his sneeze. "Alright," she answers airily. "Let's go...!" Blackmorn gets slowly and stiffly to his feet, looking around himself a moment, then lifting his head and heading the way out. HoneyGold flits. /Go? Where go?/. Clearsight attempts to lurch to her feet, focusing dreamily on the notion of 'going'. She giggles yet again as the world spins around her, and she mumbles, "Hee!" Blackmorn mutters "To find a Sign.." Blackmorn heads out of the copse. Blackmorn has left. HoneyGold eeks! HoneyGold heads out of the copse. HoneyGold has left. Clearsight giggles, spinning around dreamily. You leave the small copse, entering the marginally lighter meadow. Hidden Valley This tiny hidden is nestled between the steep sides of three mountain peaks, all but unreachable from the outside world. White clouds drift above, curling around the mountaintops and blocking the valley from view from above. There is an eternal twilight down in the bottom, a soft silvery one. A small waterfall cascades down from one of the rocky sides of the valley, falling into a small pool from which flows a sparkling {brook. The brook disappears into a small copse of dark green trees, evergreen and sheltering. A small berrypatch is on the other side of the brooklet, framing a miniature meadow filled with sweetly fragranced flowers. The white mists above are penetrated by a few rays of golden sunshine that glitter on the waterfall and make the trees glow a deep emerald shade. Contents: HoneyGold Blackmorn Rainsweet Rosebud Nightwing Tumbleberry Leafdrop Carrypack(#3905) Hand drum(#3907) Dirk Small grass-hued tent(#5250IOQ) Cloak(#5251) Obvious exits: Berry patch Pool Copse Climb out HoneyGold flits. /No go!/. HoneyGold flits quickly, grabbing a tiny handful of Blackmorns hair. /Stay!/ Flitting about busily Nightwing gathers flowerpetals and scatters them all over Blackmorn! Clearsight giggles, spinning around dreamily as she wanders out slowly in Blackmorn's wake. Rainsweet lands in Blackmorn's hair and tries to burrow into it. Tumbleberry starts singing. /BREE-DEE-DEE!/ With great concentration Rosebud chooses a new leaf for a hat. Clearsight comes to a slow halt and tells HoneyGold solemnly, "Have to ... find my Sign!" HoneyGold looks cunning for a moment, and points to the pool. /Is there! In bushes!/ Leafdrop starts singing. /BREE-DEE-DEE!/ Clearsight blinkblinks, and looks in the pool's direction. She giggles dreamily, and murmurs something hopeful under her breath. With great concentration Nightwing chooses a new leaf for a hat. Clearsight lifts a languid hand, pointing to the pool.... "There....?" Hovering in front of your face Leafdrop tells you solemnly. /Leafdrop take good care of highthing!/. Blackmorn winces a little and reaches to pluck a bug from his hair. "Hav to go and find, bug! Let go..." HoneyGold nodnodnods eagerly, elbowing Tumbleberry in the side as it starts to speak. HoneyGold struggles against the grip. /NOOOOO!/ Clearsight absently stumbles towards the pool, eyes shining. Pool A deep, sparkling pool has formed at the foot of the high waterfall. A rainbow glitters above the waters during the "day", and the air is warm and moist. Around the pool grow low-hanging bushes all covered in deep purple flowers, cupshaped. They fill the air with their intense, sweet scent. A lazy, langourous feeling settles on you. Obvious exits: Out > Blackmorn's eyes narrow as Clearsight heads off. "Wander... you bugs have been very good.. but now it is time to go.." > HoneyGold flits around, hovering in front of you. > HoneyGold flits. /Stay here! Find sign here! Honeygold take good care!/. > Blackmorn says "Not my sign, bug... she has been here too long, have to go no, before it's too late and she doesn't find it again." > Blackmorn looks toward the pool. "Find the Sign..make her happy." HoneyGold has arrived. HoneyGold flits. /Is happy already! Honeygold know!/. Clearsight sways on her feet, blinkblinking groggily... so many flowers here... Clearsight mumbles, "Sign... here...?" Blackmorn has arrived. Blackmorn wanders over toward Clearsight, following the trail of Honeygold. "Thirsty..?" A hazy yellow dust settles on you as a small gust of wind blows through the bushes. Clearsight stands swaying, as the heavy, overwhelming scent of the flowers fills her senses. Clearsight murmurs to HoneyGold, "You... said... Sign was... here... " HoneyGold points to the purple-flower bushes. /In there! Honeygold saw!/ HoneyGold heads for the meadow. HoneyGold has left. Clearsight takes a few stumbling steps towards the bushes, blinking foggily. Blackmorn blinks a bit against the blowing dust, clouding his eyes again, and he sways a bit, closing his eyes to get his balance, then opening them again as that makes it worse. "Sign in flowers...wanderer..?" Nightwing joins you from the meadow. Nightwing has arrived. HoneyGold joins you from the meadow. HoneyGold has arrived. HoneyGold flits in accompanied with Nightwing, and they both hover near Blackmorn. Clearsight half-turns, and smiles groggily to her companion. "Black... morn... " Clearsight looks confusedly between Blackmorn and the bushes, coughing a little, in the pollen-laden air... "Should... check, just to... make sure...?" Blackmorn says "Let me...come with you?" Blackmorn says "In case.." Clearsight smiles back to Blackmorn, her eyes going achingly sweet as she totters a step or two back towards him. "My... guard... " You feel warm and drowsy and content, though a random spray of water from the waterfall clears your head briefly. Clearsight's features slowly go more tranquil, even as a vague memory flickers through the gold-dusted haze.... "Sign," she murmurs foggily. Blackmorn smiles lazily, his clouded eyes lightening again. "Good.." Blackmorn nods and rests his hands on Clearsight's shoulders. "The Sign then...if it is here...so much the better..." Clearsight can only manage a dreamy wisp of a smile, but she smiles it, and then looks vaguely over to the bushes again. "Let's... look... " HoneyGold flitters over, landing in silvery hair with a content look. Blackmorn nods and follows after, close on your heels.. Clearsight clasps Blackmorn's hand in hers as she stumbles to the bushes and reaches her other hand to move the leaves aside.... A cloud of yellow pollen rises at each touch. The air is scented with a sweet, overwhelming smell. Blackmorn blinkblinks at each burst of yellow dust. He murmurs "Slow dust..shouldn't float so slow.." Clearsight blinks, very slowly: her vision seems to fill with tiny motes of golden light. She reels, catches herself, and tries to peer into the leaves again. "Need to look... " Blackmorn reaches out slowly to steady Clearsight as best he can, his sends leaking and swirling with ** ** Deep purple flowers filled with gold glitter in the emerald leaves. Above you, the sky turns to liquid silver. Blackmorn's eyes narrow as he tries to make sense of the changing colors "Like the bugs..so many..so different...hard to see..troubles?" Clearsight pauses for a long moment, letting Blackmorn steady her... her gaze goes skyward, and she murmurs dreamily, "Silver... " Hazily, Clearsight then blinks at the other elf. "Can't... see... " she agrees. "Was... supposed... to look... for... Sign... " The world seems to be turning slowly, and a soft murmur is in the air. You start to feel very dizzy. Clearsight sways on her feet, as she tries to find HoneyGold; she murmurs, "Where... was... I supposed to... look...?" Blackmorn's entire balance scheme shifts to one side, and he drops to a knee, looking for Clearsight, to help should she fall, but not able to see.. HoneyGold hoves outside the bushes, and nods to Nightwing. /Is all safe, now./ Nightwing whispers something urgently to Honeygold, gesturing. The ground is soft, covered in a deep carpet of petals and leaves. So comfortable... Clearsight feels herself tugged as Blackmorn half-crumples; still clinging to his hand, she crumples beside him. Clearsight breathes, "Oh... sp... spinning... " Blackmorn says "So heavy..." Clearsight lightly slumps down along the petal-and-leaf-strewn ground. By way of agreement, she fuzzily sends a sense of ** ** Her eyes gone huge, glassy, Clearsight gazes vaguely up at the molten-silver sky.... Blackmorn lies down beside, draping an arm over Clearsight's waist, struggling to keep his eyes open, to no avail. Clearsight murmurs again, "Sign... ?" Clearsight mumbles, "Where's... my... Sign...?" Blackmorn drops off to sleep, head dropping heavily to the petals beneath. HoneyGold flits in between the bushes. Clearsight's hands by more instinct than sight seek Blackmorn's arm across her, as she tries to peer fuzzily upward, looking for HoneyGold. Clearsight mumbles, "Is... my Sign... here....?" HoneyGold flits down to land on a nearby flower, throwing up another tiny cloud of dust. /Is here..must look more!/ Clearsight nods heavily. "Look.... yes.... " She tries to pull herself to her feet again. NightWing suddenly appears behind Honeygold, looking determined. Clearsight rolls over, making Blackmorn's arm drop lightly beside him, and she tries to peer into the bushes again. "Show... Sign... " NightWing states. //Make highthing all-quiet, as in the long-ago. NightWing remembers.// Clearsight makes it to her knees, but even that leaves her reeling. She looks around plaintively.... HoneyGold hesistates...and Nightwing acts. Nightwing swoops, flitting in quicky cirles around your legs...a silvery strand of sticky material shoots out from its mouth, covering them! Clearsight starts, fuzzily, as her legs are suddenly bound. "Wha... " Clearsight frowns, and tries to swing her hands at Nightwing. Her aim is decidedly off, and her hands move in random directions... Nightwings flits in higher and higher circles, covering Clearsight in wrapstuff to her waist. The other preservers gather, watching in awe. HoneyGold whispers. /Honeygold remembers..silversoft wrapstuff to keep safe./ Clearsight mumbles, "Stop... stop that...!" Frightened, she broadcasts random sends of fear... and at that, Blackmorn stirs groggily. Blackmorn mumbles, "W... wanderer...!" He tries to lift his spinning head, instinctively looking in Clearsight's direction; alarm flickers through his dazed eyes. Clearsight whimpers, batting at Nightwing! Nightwing catches and arm, then another..loosely binding them before backing off, looking exhausted. /Keep..highthings..all safe../ The silvery wrapstuff is speckled in gold from the shaken flowers. Clearsight coughs, the swing of her hands growing more erratic as her limbs seem to go leaden... and, wrapstuffed, her arms are pressed to her sides. Horrified, Blackmorn tries to stumble nearer. "Wh... what are you...doing...!" Clearsight, unable to stay upright with her limbs bound, falls over heavily onto her side. Lurching unsteadily, Blackmorn half-staggers, half-falls beside Clearsight. A send leaks out of him, a sense of ** **... and at the same time he cries as distinctly as he can manage, "C... Clearsight...!" He pulls at the silvery stuff even as the elf-maiden struggles weakly. Nightwing shrieks in protest. /No touch wrapstuff!/ Nightwing heads for the nearest bush, shaking it fiercely. Golden dust settles heavily on Blackmorn. Vaguely, Blackmorn scowls.... and then growls gutterally at the dark Preserver. For a moment, alertness and a dangerous feral light flicker through his eyes... then, as he sneezes at the pollen, the rush of anger fades as quickly as it came. Blackmorn's eyes roll back in his head, and he topples over. Clearsight whimpers faintly, "No... " ** ** "B.. Blackmorn...!" Clearsight's struggles grow weaker; she sags back, mumbling distraughtly, "No... " Clearsight, her throat coated with the pollen she's breathed in, coughs as she tries to speak. The preservers flit close, anxiously chittering among themselves. Clearsight tries to turn her head, the movement heavy. She coughs Blackmorn's name. HoneyGold lands on Clearsights chest, looking solemnly at her. /Is good, pretty silversoft highthing..we can take good care, now! Honeygold will feed beesweets and berries, and tell stories, and keep all safe and warm and snug:/ Clearsight focuses blearily on HoneyGold. "Can't... move... " she coughs hoarsely. You say "*cough* You... said... *cough* my... Sign... was..." HoneyGold grabs a strand of wrapstuff, that for some reason does not stick to his hand. HoneyGold holds it up for you to see. /See? Is all silversoft..like pretty highthing is all silversoft...is right!/ The other preservers oooh, and nodnod. /Silversoft!/ Clearsight frowns vaguely, trying to judge the idea... You say "I... am... my mother... named me...." Clearsight coughs again, as she tries to talk. Clearsight gives another vague twitch of a struggle... but, now that she is settled, the warm langour of the pollen is taking hold of her again. Clearsight mumbles, "I... am... " HoneyGold whispers softly. /Silversoft/ Clearsight echoes slowly, "I... am.... Sil... versoft?" Clearsight finds herself feeling strangely warm.... snug.... drowsy.... she lies still, her only movement the rise and fall of her chest, or an occasional flicker of eyelid. HoneyGold smiles happily, and about half the preservers join him, sitting all over Clearsights wrapped form, wings fluttering. HoneyGold flits. /We will take good care..all safe now, all sleepydreaming like in the long-ago./. Clearsight murmurs, "Long... ago...?" She gives a vague, confused frown. Clearsight adds, "Dreaming... I... dreamed... " Clearsight's gaze settles on the Preservers, as she struggles to remember... Rosebud flits closer, daring. /..dream?.../ Clearsight murmurs, "Yes... I... dreamed... " Clearsight frowns a little: "I... was... looking... for my... Sign, and... something... else... " Clearsight's voice is barely audible, thick and slurred. The preservers listen in, curiously. /What else? Tell us, silversoft! Will fetch nice treesweets and sparkly cold waters/ Clearsight blinkblinks: pollen coats her hair, her lashes, her cheeks. She murmurs, "Looking for... mate... yes... " Clearsight smiles vaguely. "I.... am.... Silversoft highthing....?" The preservers giggle, and Tumbleberry alights on Blackmorns hair. /Got nice darksilent highthing here..got silversoft name..got all!/ Clearsight smiles dreamily, turning her head slightly... vaguely remembering Blackmorn. "Mate... " Clearsight then frowns a little, confused at something. "But... wait... was... looking?" HoneyGold flits. /All found now! No need go look!/. Clearsight's eyes drift back to HoneyGold. "No... need to... look... " Tumbleberry pats Blackmorn cheek happily. /darksilent highthing all nice, too. Tumbleberry like! Tumbleberry take good care off!/ Clearsight giggles a little. "Take... good care... of... us?" Clearsight licks lips gone dry, and tastes the pollen there, too... HoneyGold flits. /Will take good care of both softsnug highthings!/. RainSweet and SweetRain flit off, after breaking off a large flower. [To be continued....]