Ar'ala seeks knowledge and guidance in nature. (Solo)

[Ar'ala]

31st, Day of Spring, 512 AV

Western shores of Silver Lake,

It was a peaceful morning sunrise on Silver Lake . A true early spring morning, with the chilly depths of Silver Lake misting and creating a rolling fog in the warming spring air. The low hanging fog giving an errie ambiance to the lake as the moon retreated behind the clouds for the day. Finally disappearing behind the horizon line, which lay far beyond the Silverwood, stretching into the unknown.

It was as every day began from the creation of this world until now. Akajia's darkness giving way for Syna's light. Her divine light beaming down on Mizahar in the form of the Sun's brilliant rays... These beams of shining light now descending and reflecting upon the lake, like strands of the Godesses beautiful blonde hair.

The warming air was alive with a great variety of many different sounds. The sounds of the great outdoors all blending together in a grande symphony of nature. Falling droplets of dew falling from and hitting the new spring leaves. Dead branches were let go from their tree's, lightly crashing to the ground below. A great many of the migrating birds that call Silver Lake their warm weather home during the spring and summer months chipped and chirped, many having just arrived a few weeks ago in Mura.

The western shore of the lake was far less populated than the urbanized eastern shores of Silver Lake. The eastern shores literally containing parts of the capital city of Mura inside its banks. The western shore proving to be dotted with the occassional cottage here or their, however most parts of the western shore were uninhabited like this part of the great lake. So it came as a bit of an unusaul scene for these parts of the "White Isle" when a beautiful young Konti girl emerged from the thick Silverwood's directly in front of the lake.

She was tanner then the average Konti, but her blonde hair and several visible scales gave her away as being of the Konti race. She was clearly young, likely around 18 or 19. Also quite tall for a Konti, standing near 5ft8. Her long frame was also toned from an active life spent in nature. No doubt she was a physical speciemen, and truly beautiful as all Konti women. Her white robe clinging to her white skin, acsentuating her womanly curves. Which would attract any mans gaze.

She moved silently towards the water, her gaze fixated on the dark water in front of her, the sunlight having not made it to the western shore yet. She was barefoot, and she walked quietly over the leaves of the forest which soon made way to sand, and ultimately the water of Silverlake.... Water as valuable as gold for it's unusaul properties, which allows for extradionary visions. The girl then waded through the water, her Konti body seemingly moving with ease, cutting through the water effortlessly.

Finally the young Konti teen stopped when she was up to her waist in the cool waters of Silverlake. The beautiful girl wadding nearly a 50 feet in mere moments, moving efforlessly through the water. A mix of her beauty, the beauty of natural world that sorrounded her, and surely the ambiance given from the changing of the moon to the sun, each giving the scene a truly etheral vision into the most divine serenity found on this world.

The girl suddenly outstreched her hands towards the sky, as if to plead, even beg Zulrav for a great storm. That however was not her attention, as it soon became apparent the girl was praying to Avalis to give her father a vision of the young girl. The Konti girl softly said "Father, where do you live? In the sky? In the clouds? The sea? Show me your face... Give me a sign...". All of this spoken in a hushed half whisper, so none but her father could here.

The girl waited for a sign arms outstreched....... However nothing happened. Frustrated the girl continued, saying "We rise... I rise. Afraid of myself. A confused girl, I seem to all. What else is life but understanding where you come from? Oh, to be given such a luxury. You to me. I will be so overjoyed.. I am... Simply adrift... Adrift amid such splendor...".

The girl lowered her hands, hoping her father would hear her cry in whatever far off land he dwelt. She stood in silence for a moment, a single tear dripping down her face. It itched, but she let it fall into the great lake that surrounded her. The girl the whispering breathlessly "Until then.... I remain....".

The young girl lowered her head sadly, knowing even if her father heard her plea it was unlikely he would journey to Mura. Her spirits were however soon uplifted by the sights and sounds of nature that sorrounded her. Soon her face began to take a smile, and Ar'ala set about her day. The girl looking to seek inspiration in nature for a new song she was going to perform at the "The Starry Night".