The cleric, The Druid and The World Tree

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Willow lifted her foot and the green grew before her eyes, the silver pools grew even bigger. This filled her with some kind of special feeling, and she hopped from one spot to the other vines reaching out after her movements. Her laughter rang through the forest as critters watched from the branches above, deer stopped, twitching their ears at the sound. The animals began to surround Isaac and watched the child frolic.

Willow stopped and spun in her spot, green leathery ropes shot from the ground and lifted her into the air, blooming blue and white flowers 6ft into the air. She looked down at Isaac, eyes glistening in the sun.

"My name is willow." She said,"I've never seen a willow. Do you know where there are any? Will we see any willows where we are going??" She inquired at him. Her smile warm and wise for her age.
 
A spec of potato was wiped from his mouth, as a gaze locked onto the happily rampaging child of the trees. His eyes then shift from right to left, finding it odd that suddenly life had become a disney movie. As much as this display was alluring, this wasn't at all subtle. They needed that more now. "Nice to meet you Willow, my name is Issac. To answer your question, I do believe there are a few willows where we are heading. We still have a little bit to go. So what do you think we head there and get there before dinner tonight? After all, there are still bad guys after us. It would be best if they didn't find us like this."

With that, he slid out of his chair and began to slip his robe back on. Smiling, he heads over to the hanging Willow and offers his two hands. Hopefully, he would be able to find a willow. He knew they were there, but the trick is location location location.
 
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Her eyes darted around her at the mention of bad guys, she quickly took his hand without hesitation and nodded furiously in agreement to move onward. She was, however very excited to see a willow tree, imagining what they looked like or how tall they would be, if she could climb them or swing from the branches.

Willow now followed Isaac devotedly. New green life rising from each step, she thought about a Hanzel and Gretel leaving breadcrumbs behind and this worried her. She turned on her heels and waved a finger at the foliage and with a tiny voice said sternly,"No, if you keep following me the bad guys will find us".

With that all the writhing vines around them shriveled back beneath the dirt leaving no trace of themselves, Isaac, or Willow.
 
His hand took her hand in hopes they would able to one day walk into the safe promised land. Willow shooshing the nature made him smile. It had a certain wholesome, heart lifting flavor. Briskly, Issac stepped through the forest. They worked towards an unknown place to the possibly hyper little girl. As they keep on, the dinner site had suddenly disappeared. For now, it was would be a walk towards their destination.

As the sun started to set, they came to a clearing. The ridge where they stood overlooked a vast, plentiful plain. At the very edge on the other end was a large structure that resembled an abandoned mansion. Vines were clearly looking to pull the structure down into the ground. "Here we are, little child." He beckoned her to come to the edge were a nice slope lead them down to large, empty grassland.
 
She came rushing down slope after Issac and was promply stopped as the weight of him stopped her in her tracks. Falling back on her rear she blinked up at Issac and between giggles managed an "opps" "sorry". Standing to brush herself off, she glanced around and examined the structure and the vines that stretched over it.

Willow starred into the setting sun, turning her silver eyes into Circular flames, dazzling the suns reflective rays. Looking out into the horizon, she began to feel most comfortable in the vast open area, Her sneakers began to hurt her feet so she flicked them off and tied the laces together, hanging them over her left shoulder. Walking along with Issac she observed the area more, and felt the earth beneath her feet. squishing the dirt with her toes, suddenly she felt a vibration, and the area around her flashed with rings off light, outlining everything that touched the ground. She snapped up her arms to cover her eyes with her palms thinking it was lightning. Not knowing the the earth was giving her its own sight.

As Issac took another step, The lines flashed again, with her eyes still covered. The lines traveled around Issac's shape and told her where exactly Issac was standing and even that his other foot began to move. Her eyes snapped open and laid on Issac exactly where the lines of light danced. Willow looked down at her feet and curled her toes up into the air, realizing she had never touched the grass or dirt with her bare feet before. She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes and walked forward, Into the darkness, Relying only on this lines. turning her head to watch a mouse run through the walls on the decrepit mansion, and ants digging into their mounds. When Issac stopped moving, with eyes still closed, stopped just behind him.
 
He blinked as the little girl bumped into his butt and landed on her own. It was cute. "No problem, child. Just make sure you don't hurt yourself." Not that he believed any real harm would come to her currently, but it wouldn't wave his sentiment to protect her. They began that last leg of their little trip through the grass, as Willow began to fiddled with her shoes and hung them over her shoulder. Issac had taken a couple of extra step forward before he realized she wasn't keeping up. Turning slightly, his blue eyes tried to study what it was Willow was doing. It seemed she was trying not to see...but she began to move like her eyelids were wide open and the eyeballs had been enhanced. MAybe she was just using her hearing. He didn't know.

"Having fun, Willow?" Issac chuckled and beckoned her again to the abandoned mansion. The steps creaked and the wind blew leaves almost as if they were clearing a path for their delicate shoes. Without hesitation, he pushed the doors open. If she was expecting some sort of change between outside to inside, there was. It looked worse. It was dusty and cobwebs were everywhere. At least some of the vines on the outside walls looked alive. This was pretty bad. If Willow has allergies, this would not be a great place to be. Assuming she followed him in, he would grab her hand and lead a way up the stairs. "Almost there..."
 
Slowly uncovering her eyes, she looked around in amazement. Willow chuckled with him,"I think so," she said as she ran up along side him as the doors opened. Deciding to keep her little Insight episode to herself for now, she wanted to see the house instead. Her tiny finger wrapped as much around Issac's hand as they could, gripping his palm gently while he lead her through the empty place. She spit out frantically into the air when her face caught a few fine threads of a spiders web. Dust lifted in little cloud around her bare feet with every step she left a tiny dark foot print behind her.

Almost there, she thought to herself, welling up with a sense of accomplishment. One by one, the steps whined and creaked beneath their weight. Reaching the top of the stairwell, Willow Poked her head just past Issac to look down a dark hall way, then turned her head to peer down the opposing hall whose light was just as dim. She straightened her back and wiggled as a tiny chill quivered up her spine and looked up to Issac. Intently watching him and listening for the next step, Her little hand still grasping his.
 
For about a minute longer, he stared down at the wall right in front of them. The item receiving his gaze was a large, expensive looking portrait of family all smiling and looking very dapper in black formal wear. The whole thing was larger than even Issac was. It all looked like an average picture until you examine the details. There was a large male holding the hand of his curly-haired wife and they both had their arms on the shoulders of the two older of the three children. All three of them were looked in a joyful hug that it almost seemed like the perfect pair of siblings. If you were to them, by age, it would have went boy, girl, and boy again. The only thing your average person might pick up on is the fact that the youngest...didn't look like he fit, in terms in appearance. There was nothing wrong, but there was a slight difference that the naked could see. The youngest had a difference. He had brown hair, just like the others. It was his eyes and skin that made him almost pop out of the shot. Far less melanin was in his skin compared to rest of his family, to a point that some might miss the fact that all but the mother wore glasses.

Issac blinked before reaching forward and pulling on the frame. It clicked before slowly swinging open. It revealed what looked like a tube that points straight down. It more of a drop off than a potential slide. He looked down at Willow, trying to see her reaction. Pushing a button, half circular bar appeared and revealed a ward. Without hestation, he steps and yells as if he was falling but he instead floats and gives a cheeky smile. "I imagine you know what we are doing to do yes?" He beckons her to the space that had enough room for one more. "I promise, you won't fall."
 
A silver gaze watched Issac examine the family portrait and shortly there was a moment she swore she had seen these people before. Shaking it off Willow looked back up at the Cleric as she touched something and with a few blinks the painting swung open and Issac stepped into a hover. Willows eyes were wide and her thought were all but silent, questions would have to come later as she sprung after him into the tube.

she closed her eyes tightly, but again it only intensified her vision. Gripping at Issac for some justice of gravity she slid wildly around the tube and to a slow halting hover. A small giggle escapes her and echos through the dark and abandoned abode. ​
 
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