stood in the middle of the Thistle's garden. The glow of glistened
dew seemed to coat everything yet not frozen. Moonlight played in a wash
over golden skin that held more a bronze to it than the length of his hair.
There had been hesitation in following him, a faltering that was rare in
the light spirit of the air elemental, but she had asked much of him
already, it seemed. Still, hands clasped behind her back, having left
the flute behind, she approached him on quiet bare feet that did not
seem to quite touch the ground, for they never became dirty or cold from
the earth itself. " Am I disturbin' ye? " Quiet
words, the silence of the garden making even their softness seem
were turned upon the stars above as if part of them. "I am never
disturbed by your presence, Linn." It had only been within herself
as piercing blue eyes turned down upon her. A motion of hand indicated
the beauty of the garden that surrounded like some enchantment.
"Dance for me? Dance for Mother Earth as part of the beauty she has
created?" Inviting her to grace her beauty with the surrounding
" Now t'at's somet'ing I dinna hear often. " Teasing
glint in her eyes as they moved toward his face. His offer caused her
head to tilt slightly, dark curls spilling over a bare shoulder. "
Will ye nae dance wit' me? " Still, she spun past him in
what looked at first to be slow motion, twirling into the garden in
front of him with such ease and a hint of laughter not quite released.
Her every movement was like gliding in the air, a leg gracefully placed
curled up behind her as she spun on one toe, eyes slowly closing as the
movement itself took over, the power of the beauty inspiring her.
His smile was his answer as he too could move but more in a masculine
grace. A shimmer seemed to wash over him each turn he took mirroring her
movements as a hand would brush down not quite touching yet would feel
like it had. His aura was that enhanced as now pinpoints of lights
flickered about them to join in. The Garden held its own music which
Andrew brought alive. Shimmering colors changed with distance chimes
upon the wind yet there was no breeze other than the stirring of air
their own movements made.
Truthfully, there was no one else but the Slyph's that she danced with
so freely, preferring jigs or gypsy sultry movements in public settings,
but it was the Nymph in her that connected so strongly with the world
around her. Power was given to her by the love and grace of the elements
themselves, and she always felt like she sat on a fence between the
world of reality and the one that they were dancing in now. The air
caressed around the two of them in delight at their tribute, her eyes
upon opening seeming a shade of pale brown that was heavily filled with
brilliant gold, laughing toward him as they moved so perfectly in synch
It was as if the garden itself moved around them eventually as they
became wrapped up in that shimmering spectrum of colors and chimes.
Notes on a different level to play in the ease of the night. One that
brought them around the stone walling of the fountain. Fingers in that
near touch as well as arms in motion, moving precisely as well as each
step. It was not a dance capable by one mere human.
She was not quite certain if she was still breathing, or if the life of
the garden itself was what kept her heart beating, the sound of it loud
within her ear in a steady beat that gave a flair to her performance.
The next time she spun the action itself was suspended in air as they
moved around the fountain, her curls quite nearly caressing against him
but not quite. When she faced him again there was hazy warmth in her
eyes and the kind of euphoric love only granted to something beyond
human, lips partially parted and then curled into a smile, dancing now
with full awareness of her partner.
Beauty spun in both the feminine and masculine as one. Mother Earth
beneath and Father Universe above. Symbolic. Rhythms to match in a
design created before time. The shimmer glistened to a silvery blue that
swung down like a dome as motions ceased to a standstill. Andrew was
tall and towered this close as the pierce of blue eyes met those of gold
streaked. "Linn o' the Fae Farquhar." A new title that hit
home even more than just the surname. "Nymph of the woods and
forests deep." He leaned down with just the touch of his lips to
the tip of her nose before straightening. "You have honored me with
His new titles had her laughing, a sound of pure joy and freedom,
staring up at him with unshakable friendly devotion. Never did she feel
uncomfortable with this man who was her friend. He spoke to her on too
many of the same levels that others denied. " Prince o't'e
sky an 'stars, t'ank ye. I've never been able tae dance wit' anot'er in
t'at way. " His sweet affection was returned as she rolled
up onto the tips of her toes to brush her lips against his cheek. "
Will ye indulge mae a few minutes longer, me friend, an' answer a
Smile swept as well the step back as he bowed. Yes. Full courtly bow and
such ease he could do it in and flourished before straightening.
"If I can answer your question, Linn of the Fae, you know that I
His bow had her laughing again, but in her giddy happiness it seemed
that any small thing could erupt into joy. " I was gone t'e
past week, wanderin' 'bout t'e land, as I'm sure ye ken already. If I
canna leave, I may as well find what beauty Heat'field has tae offer.
Which has been vast. " She was beginning to feel less like a
caged bird, in her chance to explore. Fingers gripped the edges of her
skirt to sink into yet another graceful curtsey, chuckling as she rose. "
I heard a rumor 'bout a druid prince an' a cave. I was wonderin' ...
if ye ken where it was. "
He was amused as it showed in the ocean blue eyes that held such depths,
ones she probably saw more of than most. Kindred spirits to a degree but
at least a better understanding than most. "You were not given the
name of this Druid Prince? I am the one but the cave is for healing
certain ones in need. One hewed of pure crystal whose energies are
pulsed from the earth itself and the universe above. Bidirectional and
" Oh. Sae ... I canna visit it, t'en? " Her
disappointment was sincere, but not much could lower her spirit after
this evening. The partial dismay caused her to nibble upon her bottom
lip thoughtfully, but she accepted his answer with a nod of her dark
head, curls shaking along with the movement. Linn understood that some
magic and things just could not be questioned. " Well, I
suppose I'll just gae tae t'e Crystal Lake instead! T'at was on mae
list. " Her smile lit up her features once again, reaching
forward to poke him lightly in the side. " Yuir such a
helpful fellow, Andrew. "
"That will be determined in time Linn midear. Nothing is ever
impossible but I make no promises at this point." He was training
one and the cave was in use presently. A hand lifted as the brush of the
backs of his fingers came down in a caress to her cheek. "Maybe in
time. So far it has only been used for those who needed healing."
He didn't go into who or what for that was left to those individuals.
The touch there then gone before he took on that distant look.
"Myles is contacting me on something I will need to check out with
him." Focusing back as the pierce of blue eyes met golds. That
moment to linger suspended before a smile swept like the rising sun.
"Sleep well this night Linn, dance with the Nymphs in your dreams
along the shoreline of the crystal lake."
" I will sleep well, t'anks tae a guid friend o'mine, Andrew. "
His explanation at the beginning was accepted with the same calm
inclination of her head, trusting that what he said was true. If it was
possible, he would let her know. " Ye bae well, an' I hope
tae see ye again soon. It always is guid tae see ye. " Her
smile met his own with a strange sweetness to it that was rare for her
sultry self, pressing her fingers to her lips and then carefully setting
the tips of her fingers against his own in gracious farewell. " Take
care, Prince. "
She would feel the press of his for the warmth and energy there. One
that came in a subtle undercurrent she might even realize was held back.
It would leave that tingle upon her fingertips as if kissed by the
stars. One moment there, next moment gone in that shimmer that had bound
them in dance only moments ago. It was his farewell this night.
The farewell had her smiling, as it certainly would the rest of the
evening and perhaps even some of the following day! Sleep was not about
to come easily for her quite yet, so she started back toward the Thistle