The awakenings have begun. The Valley is soon to change. The songs sing of it, the music is altered, its tune becomes sharp.

The Shades cannot leave...

Humming a song of revealing, I seek out the one who follows and watches. Yet, whoever, whatever the one may be remains hidden from my sight.

The shades hear, and look up as I fly above them. One calls to me...

Blinking, I watch from the high boughs of a great tree as the beings make their way across the valley floor. They move slow, sad, heads bowed. I gaze around, a presence just on the edge of my awareness, seems closer. I am being watched, just as I watch the shadow beings below me. I blink, tilt my he...

*Pauses mid air, glances back. Winks slyly at the Chronicler. Flies home.*

Thanks Fist!

Shalaylie enters Thripsie Shee and glides over to the Fountain where her mother, the Elder Queen, sang to the birds that flew about her head. "Mother, I have much to tell you." Shanien paused in her singing and turned her crystal eyes upon her daughter. "Speak then, Shalaylie." ...

Okay, I'm a little confused about the submissions (I know I'm late). Do I post it in the submissions thread? Or do I do it privately? Also, I'm not really sure what it is I'm supposed to submit.

Nay, I do not stalk. My being is such that I do not enter into the affairs of other beings. I was merely curious when I heard the beats of the Shaman's drum.

I have much to tell my Mother.

*Without another word, I fly away toward Home.*

Perhaps the three in one does not see us because he covers his sight with that. *Points at the patch over pixL's eye and flutters over to a large rock and perches, wrapping her arms around her knees as she draws them up.* Khar-rris'Shrach, Wayfinder. I am Mystic. I am Magic. I am Light and Music. I ...

*flutters down from the tree and glides around the Shaman, dark eyes gazing and blinking.* I am Shalaylie, first daughter of the Elder Queen Shanien, from Thripsie Shee, which lies beneath the Great Fall. We are Fairy Folk, I among us am also Mystic. This spirit world of which you speak, I go often....

*Blinks curiously at two below as they converse. Then in a trilling, musical voice asks:*

"You are three in one? Why do you wear a covering on your eye? What is a shaman? And who are the Mukuri? We have no knowledge of them in our Shee."

*Continues to blink, tilts head to the side.*

A distance thumping disturbs Shalaylie's examination of a strange shiney object she had found lying among stones near the great Fall. Curious, she tilted her head from side to side. As the thumping sounded again, she grasped the shiney thing, rose up and glided toward the sound's general direction. ...

"Daughter, what have you been doing?" "Dancing among the clouds, and singing with the wind!" Shalaylie responded, music cascaded around her like crystal droplets. "Ah, carry on then. Be wary, and do not wander far, however. The stars sign of strange awakenings, and the earth...

Name: Shalaylie

Race: Mystic, Mischief Maker, Fairy, Pixie

Lover of music, singer of songs, dancer in the wind.