![]() I would not like a situation like Odysseus where I anger a God by harming or annoying one of their sacred animals.Īfter a few moments, a tiny doe slowly made its way towards us, only stopping a few feet away. The Knowledge of the Grail did not fill in every detail of the Norse part of the world. I was unaware of what these animals actually were. Just….don’t make any exaggerated moves and make yourself look as small as possible.” I whispered. I guessed that they weren’t used to ‘visitors’. They all looked at us with clear suspicion and wariness, even if they didn’t immediately run away. They had all varying sizes, some ranging from something ‘normal’ to the size of houses. There were dozens of Deers and Does with the most striking red fur that I’ve ever seen on such animals. However, our sudden intrusion caught the attention of the current residents. I would almost akin it to the Garden of Hesperides from the stories that Herakles told me. The meadow itself stretched out far beyond what we could actually see. It was a meadow, seemingly an entirely different world we had just stepped onto.Ĭlouds hung high above, and towering Branches jutted each and every way. However, I met him standing there dumbfounded but what laid out infront of us. He disappeared upon stepping on the last Branch and in a small bit of worry, I moved quickly to catch up. Regardless, it wasn’t worth worrying about as it was the only path ‘forward’ that we had at the moment.Īchilles was first to reach the ‘top’ so to speak, or rather where these specific branches ended. They weren’t always perfectly laid out, and it was fairly obvious they weren’t intentionallya sort of staircase, but I noticed continued signs of use as many things come and go from this path. The Old Nature’s rules didn’t coincide with regular Logic.īoth Achilles and I quickly ascended the Branches. It was hard to understand the wild nature to someone who didn’t experience it for themselves. “It was always there, we just weren’t in the right ‘spot’.” I shrugged. “But why couldn’t we see the Branches before?” He asked, hesitantly stepping up on the newly appeared one. “…I’ll stick to stabbing things with my spear.” He grunted. It was just a matter of finding the correct path from this spot.” Obviously this is a path that something or someone often takes. “That means it’s recently grown, as in, there has been enough traffic here that it needed to be regrown. I rolled my eyes, lightly kicking his butt. “…Sis, I’m looking right at it, and even after you pointed it out, I can barely tell the difference.” “Don’t look down on my skills.” I snorted again, pointing at several spots of the branch we were standing on. “No way that some random blessing by Pan let you understand that.” It was not only that branch either, there were now quite a few that appeared, and they seemed to be leading upwards, almost like stairs. ![]() What should have been empty space now forced his spear to stop as it was sticking from a Branch of the tree that was not there a moment prior. “Stab your spear backwards, now!”Īchilles, thankfully, didn’t argue and summoned his spear, stabbing it behind himself. We must adapt, not the other way around.” I was about to say something more, but then I felt something important coming. “This place has its own rules, and the rules change as often as we breath. I met and was blessed by Pan when I was younger, It was one of the reasons I survived the wilds as a child before meeting Artemis.” I answered, listening intently to the changes happening. “An Ancient and Primordial being it may be, but it is wild and filled with nature. “Obviously it doesn’t make this, this is a Magic Tree that’s equivalent to Tartarus in existence, what sense do you expect it to make?” I scoffed. “What’re you even doing? This makes no sense.” “Alright, you’re just fucking with me now.” Achilles snorted. “Kneel down with one knee pressing against the branch, and put your right hand eight inches to the right of it.” “Shut up and just listen to my direction, move two feet back.” I hissed.Īchilles silently moved two feet back and silently waited. “Shush, I need to concentrate.” I finally put my ear to it, the rhythmic thumping reverberated faintly. “Seriously, we have no idea where we’re going.” “Quiet.” I shushed Achilles, putting my hand against the branch of the tree. “I’m starting to think we made the wrong choice.” ![]()
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