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    Default xx The Magic of Music (Omac and Miss Dreamy)

    As the sun rose over the horizon, it speckled the ground with rays of light peeking through the trees. Little dew drops formed atop each leaf and blade of grass, and the quiet forest began to spring to life for another day. Birds sang, squirrels and tiny critters skittered across the ground in search of breakfast. Bugs buzzed about and almost seemed to bid each other good morning as they passed along on their usual route through the dense fortress of trees. Deep within the wood, hidden from view stood small cottage. Smoke climbed to the sky in little plumes of white in hopes of meeting the clouds far above. The cottage was surrounded by flowers and plants, and a tiny garden fenced in on the left side. Many herbs and vegetables sprouted up from the ground and drank the droplets of water that the morning had brought. It was as though the forest loved this little cottage, enjoyed its presence. Each low hanging vine and branch reached towards it, sprinkling the rooftop with green leaves and soft petals.

    From the front door, a small woman emerged. She couldn't have been more than 5 feet tall. She wore a puffy white dress with a golden ribbon at her waist. Over her shoulders and her head, she wore a shimmering yellow cloak, and tufts of messy auburn hair peeked out from under her hood. With her, she carried a hand woven basket with a soft bed of cloth nestled inside. At her hip hung a tiny burlap sack, full of herbs, seeds, and flower petals. She took a deep breath, taking in the fresh and crisp air of forest. The scent of pine and honeysuckle filled her senses. She made her way across the ground scattered with leaves and pine needles and found her way to a large gathering of pale yellow flowers, picking them ever so delicately from the ground. Once she had taken all she needed, she reached into her burlap sack and sprinkled some herbs and seeds to thank the plants for the treasured gifts they had given her.

    She trotted along the forest floor, gathering up mushrooms, flowers, acorns, and anything of value she could find. In her wake, she left her sweet herbs and tiny seeds lying about on the ground to bring new life where she had harvested the forest's plentiful resources. As always, at the end of her path stood an old bridge that reached across the rushing river that passed through the forest. Wild celery and stalks of cattails shot up from the ground. She cut a good few from their stems, placing each type of plant into her basket before littering the ground with more herb. And suddenly, she herd something. She lifted her head, listening closely as she heard the unfamiliar sound of feet moving along the ground. Much too big to be a squirrel, and much too slow to be a hound. She rushed behind a tree that split off into two tall trunks that reached to the sun. She pressed herself against the tree and peeked out from behind the valley between its trunks, staring intently in the direction of the footsteps.
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    Like a string of a harp bent and broken out of place, no longer able to create the music it once could, Leo also felt out of place. The way the trees blurred around him as if attempting to guide him off the path. He hummed to himself like a messenger bird with nowhere to go. It would take little to no effort to stray from the trail and find himself lost in the expansive forest. He did though have somewhere to go. With a broken harp in his hands and a pounding heart in his chest, he moved forwards.

    Leo was a bard. He looked like a bard. From his somewhat short, yet chaotic blonde hair down to his dated and well-worn pair of boots. His clothing was ragged and dirty, though still presented with a familiar sense of style that comes with the legacy. He even had a cape. It was short, a lighter shade black, with a large tear at the bottom next to half a footprint. Underneath that was a light brown shirt with white sleeves with his bag strapped across his chest. He also had a dark pair of pants with deep, yet quite empty, pockets. He fit the part quite well. He even walked like a bard, arms swaying and humming a tune that only he knew, though he crushed the flowers that stood in his way without much second thought to them.

    He wasn’t familiar enough with the path, coming to a complete stop as he reached the cobblestone of a bridge. The cooling air granted him a second of relief, as he took a deep breath and stretched out his arms accidentally allowing his already broken harp to fall from his hands. He was fast to realize his mistake and was able to catch it before it could smash against the bridge. He looked around, hopeful that no one was around to witness his clumsiness, and then continued his humming. He paced back and forth, making his way farther onto the bridge, and silently singing a few words to himself.


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    The small woman peered at the stranger through her spot behind the tree, tilting her head. She hadn't seen a person so deep in the forest for a long time. She rested her head in her hands, much too curious to look away. Deep green eyes twinkled behind the shade of her yellow hood and she couldn't help but smile to herself. She hadn't spoken to another person in so long, her only companions had been the trees and the animals they harbored, as well as her owl friend. She examined him closely, easily coming to the conclusion that he was a bard. Though she had not met one before, her parents used to tell her stories of the spell casting musicians. Upon witnessing him nearly drop his broken instrument, she couldn't help but let a chuckle escape her.

    He seemed quite out of his element, and didn't even stop to admire the lovely flowers along the way to the bridge. She hadn't even noticed what beautiful little things they were until they had been crushed beneath his feet. She huffed softly, disappointed she had not noticed them earlier, before climbing down from the tree. She brushed a few nimble fingers through her unkempt hair, pushing it out of her face as she peeked out from behind her hiding spot. "Um...excuse me, sir!" She called in a timid, but kindly tone, "Are, uh...are you lost? There aren't any towns for miles!" She cautiously stepped out into the sunlight, pulling her basket up to rest near her elbow. She wasn't the best at socializing, considering the company she kept.

    She fiddled with her hands a bit, unsure what to do with them. "Your...your song sounds quite lovely, if you don't mind me saying," She paused for a moment and quickly realized how rude it was to keep herself hidden beneath her hood. With that, she quickly pulled it down and tried to smooth out the wild coppery mess of her hair. She hadn't even offered her hand or her name to him yet. She took a moment to apologize as she approached him. "Uh, I'm Andromeda. You can call me Andromeda...or Andy, or Ann, or...uh... Anything you like..really.." She reached out her hand for him to shake, wondering if she was talking to much, or perhaps too little. Normally animals or trees don't talk back. At least, not with words.
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    Leo froze, stunned by the voice of someone else. He turned to face her, clinging to her words and gazing into her eyes. He didn't know what to say. His hands trembled, though he carefully clung to his instrument, and he focused on her questions and quaint introduction. Then she mentioned his song and he felt heated and dizzy. For someone to be out here in the seemingly directionless forest seemed like an anomaly in itself, but for someone to hear his music and find enjoyment in it, however how small, well that was a whole new thing.

    He couldn't help but smile. He swayed in the breeze, with his free hand hidden behind his back while trying to imagine something clever to say. He thought about he had overlooked so much in the forest until now. The way the winds danced around him carrying leaves and flower peddles down into the water below. How the girl in the yellow hood was somehow able to blend into the scenery and yet stand out all at the same time. It felt like a much different place than the moment before. He also thought about his music, and of his broken harp, and his face of pride and wonder turned to the warmer expression of embarrassment. He almost dropped his instrument again at the very thought, though he clung on and cleared his mind of all things other than his journey.

    He realized he still hadn't said anything. He reached his free hand forward, "It's nice to meet you, Andree, uh Andro, I mean, Andromeda. The name is Leo. I'm a simple bard traveling into town so that I may fix my broken harp." He held it up high, it appearing as a simple harp with only one broken string. He tapped his foot against the cobblestone, taking another look around the bridge, and shook his head, "I was told this way was some sort of shortcut, though it seems I have gotten myself lost. I hope it is not too much to ask, but do you happen to know which direction town is?"


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    Now that she could get a closer look, Andromeda's eyes scanned over Leo as she awaited his answer. He did look a bit dishevaled and she began to wonder how long he had been walking. She knew the only two towns on either side of the forest were a good ways away. Most people would take the rose around the outside of the forest on horseback or in a carriage, but unfortunately not everyone had the luxury. He must have been walking since before the sun rose, likely to get through the forest before night came. One of the big reasons that many people decide to keep their distance from the forest is the bears, or the wild dogs, or any of the many critters hiding in the leaves. And, of course, there were the bigger dangers that lurk deeper in the trees. The terrors that only come out at night. Most people, if they were aware of these things, wouldn't want to risk putting themselves in that kind of danger. Though, Andromeda always did her best to ensure anyone who found themselves lost in the deep wood made it out unscathed.

    When he finally spoke she gave him a big grin. "So very nice to meet you, Leo!" She chirped, "I've never met a bard before! The work of bards is so very impressive! The make such lovely music, with so much power!" She clasped her hands together, looking up at him with green eyes full of wonder. "The, uh, the next town is about 5 hours that way, along the rive," She pointed in the direction the river flowed and disappeared into the densely packed trees. "Uh, you must be awfully hungry! Here," She reached into her basket and picked out a cattail. She snapped off the fluffy pack of seeds at the end and tore away the green leaves on the outside of the stem to reveal the fresh white shoot hidden beneath. She then held it out to him, "This should help! And the water is clean, if you're thirsty. I know it must have taken you a while to get this far." She glanced around for a moment. "I'm surprised you haven't run into anything yet, considering how long you must have been in here. Would you like me to escort you the rest of the way? I'm quite well aquainted to this place."

    She was so very excited!! Though, she did her best not to seem too overly enthusiastic, as to not scare him off or something. She was desperately hoping she could end up making a new friend, a friend who could actually talk to her with words. The flower petals falling from the tree tops and fluttering up from the ground twirled around the two like a colorful snow. Little puffs of pollen filled the air with a sweet scent, and the wind sang as it passed through the grass and the trees and the little plants. It almost felt like the forest was trying to tell him something, push him in her direction. As if there was something important about this moment.

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    He listened carefully to her words, his heart pounding with glee with how she praised bards and then bursting with panic at the distance of his destination. He knew he could never make it before nightfall, and while he knew little of the nature the forest brought, he knew there was the likelihood of unknown dangers hidden around them. Leo had prepared himself for the threat of wolves and bears with the small trinkets and weapons he hid on himself, though he had no way to prepare for what he did not know.

    He looked around anxiously, only having his focus returned when Andromeda revealed a pleasing display of the white shoot. His stomach roared to life as if it had been dormant up until then. He hadn't realized how long it had been since he had eaten. He reached for the food, hoping she did not hear, and taking a small bite to satisfy his sudden hunger. "Thank you. It is very good and exactly what I needed, though until now I did not know I needed it." He took another small bite and wondered if the food was the only thing he did not know he needed until now.

    He finished eating and then smiled, "How is it you can tell left from right in here? Do you spend a lot of time in these woods? Do you usually come defenseless?" He stopped himself, hoping he did not sound too worried as he had not seen any weapons on her and tried to change the subject. "If it would not be too much trouble, I would appreciate it if you could show me to town." He started to walk and hoped she would follow him behind. While he worried about traveling with someone he did not yet know, he wasn't quite ready to say goodbye.


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    Andromeda gladly handed over the shoot and let a little titter come to her lips, knowing he must be very hungry from the long trek just to make it to their current location. She rocked on her back heels happily, waiting for him to finish. "So glad you like it! Cattail can be quite refreshing after a long walk!" She hummed, a radiant smile upon her face. She always loved caring for those in need, even if what they needed wasn't much. It always warmed her heart to bring smiles to other people's faces, fill empty stomachs, and quench ofher's thirst. She would always offer anything she could.

    Upon hearing his question once he was done, her smile turned stiff and awkward. Well, they answer was simple. She lived out here? But...what normal person lives out in the middle of a dangerous enchanted forest full things that could hurt them? She couldn't just come out and say it, as her traditions and practiced could be..frowned upon by others. Though, as a user of magic, perhaps a bard wouldn't find it so unappealing! Then again, her kind has a much worse reputation than bards, even if her practices were harmless. A few strands of unruly auburn hair fell in front of her face and she looked away, giving out a forced chuckle.

    "Oh, uh, yes! I live very close by, so I know the, uh..the forest well. I know all the good places to go, where the wolves and the bears tend not to come barging through. At...at least not usually, from what I've seen. I noticed that the bears tend to stay near rockier spots where, um...where they can find caves and.." She rambled needlessly, trailing off until it seemed as though she hadn't finished speaking in the middle of a sentence. "Oh, that would be no trouble at all!! My pleasure, in fact!" She quickly trotted along behind him, "Always best to stay near the river out here so you don't get lost." As they walked along, they were surrounded by soothing noises. Birds singing and rustling in the treetops, the sound of leaves and needles crunching under their feet, the soft trickle of the river beside them and the ocasional splashing or bubbling of frogs or fish. Andromeda stared at the ground for a while before clearing her throat and trying to work up the conversation once more. "Have you been this way before? Or..uh, do you go into town often? It's so very big and beautiful! And so many noises...so many people..heh.." she paused for a long moment, watching the leaves passing beneath her with each step, "I..haven't been into town in a long, long time!" Her tone, though still light, had a slightly solemn tone at that last part. Just barely noticable.

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    He stared at her with a cheesy smile and listened, then started to repeat it back to her, "Right. Bears and caves are best to be avoided. I think I can work with that.” He let out a faint laugh and answered her questions. “No, I have never been this way before as I rarely make my way into town. I haven't performed much since..." He trailed off and stopped himself, focusing on the way she looked around at the river and the trees. "Thank you for showing me the way. I can tell this is a special place for you, and if it would not be too strange, I would like to share something special with you too. As a bard, I am often creating songs at the most uncertain of times. It’s a gift and a curse, though I prefer to look at it as a gift."

    He first started to hum a peaceful and upbeat tune before performing a pretend motion on his broken harp. He then started to sing while circling her slowly, "There once was a girl who lived near the forest. She found a boy who had lost his way. When they first met, well, he heard a chorus..." He stopped himself, fading back into his previous place next to her. He rubbed the back of his head with embarrassment and continued singing, "Or a cheesy line he wished he didn't say." He let out a faint laugh and took a moment of silence. He swallowed his shame, took a faint not, and stepped forward to continue his song. He pointed towards the mountains and the river below them as he sang, "Stay near the river, steer clear from the caves. Stay near the river, watch as it leads the way." He looked back to her, then looked away, and stepped forward, "It's getting clearer, with every step we take. We're getting nearer, closer to a better day."

    He threw his back in laughter and then slid his broken harp away from him. He sighed, "I hope that was too awkward or strange, it is simply what us bards do. I have been singing my thoughts and feelings out loud since I was a child and only now perform in what I hope is good company." He stopped, looking anxiously before and above them for a strange sound that he was not familiar with. He feared it might be a dangerous animal or another threat of some kind. He first slid his harp down to the ground, sitting next to her, and then reached into his left boot to remove what was a very sharp and rustic knife. He then started to walk forwards towards the strange sound, looking back to her and then to his harp. "Stay here, I'll check it out."

    Instead of a wild beast or a dangerous monster, the bard found nothing unusual behind the tree. Instead, something else leaped out from the shadows and attacked him, though only in spirit, as a small rambunctious bunny rabbit hopped on his feet and then froze at the sight of him before bouncing its way back to where it came.


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    Andromeda nodded quickly when the bard mentioned he had something he wanted to show her something special. She was sure she'd be delighted with whatever he would show her, and her excitement only grew when she came to realise that he would bless her with a song. She simply couldn't contain herself, nearly bouncing up and down with each step. Oh, she just couldn't believe it! The one and only bard she'd ever met, and he had already come up with something entirely new! Not only that, it was a song about her, about her forest! This was the best day in her entire life! She bit her lip in an attempt to keep her grin from growing any wider, twisting messy strands of copper hair between her fingers. Her eyes followed the peculiar bard as he made his way around her, his music filling her heart with warmth. She gripped her basket tightly, hoping she wouldn't end up making a fool of herself. Unfortunately, with such a lovely song it was just so difficult!

    She just couldn't help herself. She twirled in a circle and skipped along to the melody as he sang aloud, face flush with bright pink. A joyous fit of laughter shook her shoulders as she danced along to the music, kicking up fallen foliage. She hadn't a care in the world until the song was finished and she noticed a worried expression on Leo's face. She watched him quietly, eyes widening when she caught a glimpse of the knife he had hidden. She kneaded her thumb into her palm anxiously for a moment, nodding ever so slightly in response to being told to stay where she was. She gulped and reached into her basket, hand sliding under the fabric nestled inside and reaching for a hidden wand buried beneath her foraged goods from earlier that morning. She held it tightly, ready to aid him in any way she could if something were to happen. Her magic wasn't exactly useful in battle, but surely there was something she could do.

    She was just about ready to jump headfirst into danger for the bard, until she saw the little rabbit at his feet. She released the polished wood of her wand, sighing with relief and chuckling. "Ah, my hero!" She looked up at him with a playful look in her eyes, "I'm not sure I would have made it out alive." She rummaged through her basket and lifted a delicate yellow flower between her fingertips. She held it out to him, humming the tune to the song he had sung to her. "Any conquering hero deserves a gift for such honor," She took his hand in hers, gently resting the flower in his palm. "Thank you, Leo. You've brought me such joy in our short time together!" She peeked between the trees, seeing the huge stone walls of the town and hearing the thumping of horse's hooves not too far from where they were. "We should keep going, we're nearly there!"
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