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Deep within the frigid waters, beneath the ice flows, the deity of the Icy Region swam. Many thoughts crossed her mind, many of which were on the other deities' minds, Haukea assumed. She had not spoken of those concerns when they met at the Sacred Dew Tree, but she felt them, as she felt the others.
Water was her nature, and water went with the flow. But when push came to shove, water could become ice, a solid and frozen presence that impeded one's path.
The deities had sent out messengers or sought those to help them, and Haukea was the same, in many ways. Several had responded to aid her, and Haukea had been pondering her decisions on who might be the best fit.
As she swam along, her eyes turned toward the glimmer of light above as she entered the open ocean. A small shadow on the sea ahead told her she was getting close.
Unnoticed, Haukea rose toward the surface. The boat floated on the waves, the stallion on it the one she sought. The stallion, Hjalmar, had fit one of the requirements she had been looking for - someone who would get things done. Silently Haukea rose above the waves and deposited a shell on wooden plants of the boat, a message contained within. A time and a place to meet.
Her first task done, she dipped beneath the waves once more and swam toward her next goal.
She found the second stallion, Oruka, far from any civilization. She had chosen him for his gentle nature, and perhaps a bit of bias for a Quirlicorn who, like herself, chose to live among the old ways. Slipping up through the ice, Haukea left a shell for him as well, with the same message within. Instead of dipping into the water, Haukea swam on land to find the third Quirlicorn she had selected.
She found the mare of the group, Ceto, not far away from the place Haukea had chosen for them to meet. Upon seeing the mare, Haukea knew she had made a good choice. Calm and kind, a good balance for Hjalmar’s more blunt ways, and hopefully, a bridge to connect with Oruka and his own polite ways. A shell was left, and Haukea swiftly went back to the waters of the Icy Region, slipping under the ice with ease.
Fast swimming took her to the meeting place, and Haukea wondered if perhaps she should have been a bit more direct in meeting these Quirlicorns and directing them. It was in her nature to be one of the more aloof deities, and getting a measure of the Quirlicorns in person before making an appearance seemed like a better option than bursting through the ice and going ‘It is I, Haukea, do as I bid!’ as she knew at least one if not more of her fellow deities would.
She drifted within the water, watching through a patch of thin ice as the Quirlicorns arrived. Haukea was glad they had noticed her summons, and felt a smidge smug for a moment. There was no need to make a huge fuss.
The message awaiting the Quirlicorns was written out on elegant paper, and Haukea watched as they gathered around. The words were burned into her brain, ones she had crafted over several days. ‘The Icy Region is in peril. It seems that something is causing the ice to melt, taking away land and habitat for the Icy Regions inhabitants. Please find out what is causing this.’
Haukea watched as they discussed, rising to take a closer look through the thin ice.
“Please help us,” Haukea said softly, before slipping back into the depths of the water.
Prompt: “You are tasked by a mysterious letter from Haukea to find out what might be causing the Ice in the Icy Region to melt”
(617 Words) +3 Chimes (500 Words Literature = +2, Event +1)
Be certain that you submit your prompt endeavours (Group Overview) as a reply to this thread by the end of November 4th. You may have a single member of the group post your Group Overview.
If you fail to post your Group Overview before the deadline there will be no blessings for you for this prompt.
Deep within the frigid waters, beneath the ice flows, the deity of the Icy Region swam. Many thoughts crossed her mind, many of which were on the other deities' minds, Haukea assumed. She had not spoken of those concerns when they met at the Sacred Dew Tree, but she felt them, as she felt the others.
Water was her nature, and water went with the flow. But when push came to shove, water could become ice, a solid and frozen presence that impeded one's path.
The deities had sent out messengers or sought those to help them, and Haukea was the same, in many ways. Several had responded to aid her, and Haukea had been pondering her decisions on who might be the best fit.
As she swam along, her eyes turned toward the glimmer of light above as she entered the open ocean. A small shadow on the sea ahead told her she was getting close.
Unnoticed, Haukea rose toward the surface. The boat floated on the waves, the stallion on it the one she sought. The stallion, Hjalmar, had fit one of the requirements she had been looking for - someone who would get things done. Silently Haukea rose above the waves and deposited a shell on wooden plants of the boat, a message contained within. A time and a place to meet.
Her first task done, she dipped beneath the waves once more and swam toward her next goal.
She found the second stallion, Oruka, far from any civilization. She had chosen him for his gentle nature, and perhaps a bit of bias for a Quirlicorn who, like herself, chose to live among the old ways. Slipping up through the ice, Haukea left a shell for him as well, with the same message within. Instead of dipping into the water, Haukea swam on land to find the third Quirlicorn she had selected.
She found the mare of the group, Ceto, not far away from the place Haukea had chosen for them to meet. Upon seeing the mare, Haukea knew she had made a good choice. Calm and kind, a good balance for Hjalmar’s more blunt ways, and hopefully, a bridge to connect with Oruka and his own polite ways. A shell was left, and Haukea swiftly went back to the waters of the Icy Region, slipping under the ice with ease.
Fast swimming took her to the meeting place, and Haukea wondered if perhaps she should have been a bit more direct in meeting these Quirlicorns and directing them. It was in her nature to be one of the more aloof deities, and getting a measure of the Quirlicorns in person before making an appearance seemed like a better option than bursting through the ice and going ‘It is I, Haukea, do as I bid!’ as she knew at least one if not more of her fellow deities would.
She drifted within the water, watching through a patch of thin ice as the Quirlicorns arrived. Haukea was glad they had noticed her summons, and felt a smidge smug for a moment. There was no need to make a huge fuss.
The message awaiting the Quirlicorns was written out on elegant paper, and Haukea watched as they gathered around. The words were burned into her brain, ones she had crafted over several days. ‘The Icy Region is in peril. It seems that something is causing the ice to melt, taking away land and habitat for the Icy Regions inhabitants. Please find out what is causing this.’
Haukea watched as they discussed, rising to take a closer look through the thin ice.
“Please help us,” Haukea said softly, before slipping back into the depths of the water.
Prompt: “You are tasked by a mysterious letter from Haukea to find out what might be causing the Ice in the Icy Region to melt”
(617 Words) +3 Chimes (500 Words Literature = +2, Event +1)
