wisdom begins in wonder
The same flash of darkness fills your mind, though like your sister you cannot place it with an image or a name. Weird. Shrugging it off you push on deeper, still searching the water for the undine.
Which, it turns out, does not want to be found.
The first sign is a splash that's different from the waterfall. Freezing suddenly, you try to focus your attention on the source of the sound, spotting nothing but a ripple of water.
The second sign is far more obvious, because all at once you realize you're under attack- by lichen, of all things.
Though they have been anything but docile throughout this endeavor, the red plants could now be truly considered aggressive, rising up out of the water to cling to your legs, your torso, your arms. "Oh!" you exclaim, eyes growing wide as you turn your face down to the rising red tide. "Uhhh, 'I'o... did the lichen suddenly become predatory toward you, too?"
Which, it turns out, does not want to be found.
The first sign is a splash that's different from the waterfall. Freezing suddenly, you try to focus your attention on the source of the sound, spotting nothing but a ripple of water.
The second sign is far more obvious, because all at once you realize you're under attack- by lichen, of all things.
Though they have been anything but docile throughout this endeavor, the red plants could now be truly considered aggressive, rising up out of the water to cling to your legs, your torso, your arms. "Oh!" you exclaim, eyes growing wide as you turn your face down to the rising red tide. "Uhhh, 'I'o... did the lichen suddenly become predatory toward you, too?"
