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LANJAIYA MEADOWS

Mon Aug 3, 2009, 11:52 PM
The sun had almost completed its day's journey across the sky; it was sending its last golden beams over the horizon, silhouetting a tree of impressive girth. This was the Mother Tree. She stood proudly on the edge of a river that was blackening in the fading light; a living monolith, reminiscent of ancient time and endurance.
It was time to pass on her legacy...
With a tiny crack, a split appeared in a thick, twisted branch suspended over the slow-moving waters. From the split, swirling liquid the colour of diamond honey oozed out, forming a bright orb. At its centre, a tiny spark could be seen, pulsing with the light of life. The tiny bubble detached itself sluggishly, falling almost in slow motion through the air. It hit the water, scattering facets of light through the droplets thrown into the air by the impact.
Already inside it was a tiny shape forming, a being that was the essence of life itself, curled in the centre of the bubble of sap that would nourish it until it was old enough to become its own Mother Tree.
The sunlight gave it a single final caress before the fiery orange orb sunk below the horizon. A warm wind brushed its way through the leaves of the Mother Tree. The faint rustling seemed to whisper, “Be safe, my child…”
My child.



“It is at times, when you must be careful of the outside world.”

He closed his eyes until they were black slits. The fading sun penetrated the leaf cover weakly, sending yellowed dappling effects across his green-grey fur. He watched it hop cautiously out into the open finally; it had been hiding beneath the root of a tree for such a long time he wondered if it had fallen asleep. Not dead, no... he could see it in a bight red, the pulse of life that stood out as a beacon in a world of cold green and blue.

“There are things out there that ... you must beware of...”

It had a berry. The small fruit was white, with a long pale green leaf that curled out, longer than the little creature's arm. It had been given the berry, he guessed. One this young would not be able to reach those fruits; they came from the tall trees that were exceedingly difficult to climb, even for adults.

“Kashakian Stalkers.”

This berry, he knew, was a special gift. One that the little one would not be able to enjoy... He placed long fingers on the branch curving in front of him.

“They are without mercy.”

The others had left. That was why it had not gone far from its home. He would have to be careful... He would lose a meal otherwise. There was a faint rustle of leaves, and he was gone.

It twitched an ear. Something had rustled behind it, and it was instantly suspicious. Pausing, it listened intensely for a moment, then shrugged. This berry was far more important than something that was probably the wind… It nibbled experimentally at the berry. The delicious flavour of the flesh and juice flowed through its mouth with that tiny bite, and it paused to savour it before it would eat the rest of the berry.
Like death itself, he dropped from the overhanging branch directly onto its exposed back. In an instant he had wrapped thick powerful fingers around its throat, cutting off any panicked cry along with its breath. His sharp teeth found its neck, cutting easily through skin and fur until it found blood vessels. Red spurted out as he tore backwards.
The little creature felt the pressure on its throat, the stinging agony at its back, the weight of something warm and living nearly ten times its size pressing down on it. The berry dropped from nerveless paws as its eyes rolled up into its head. The last thing it had seen was a pair of endless black eyes, eyes that showed no remorse as powerful jaws crushed the life out of it.
Kashakian Stalker, it thought, before it faded into the abyss.


Oh gosh, I'd totally forgotten about this account and its endless Leafeons xD;
But! Since starting Lanjaiya Meadows... I decided I needed somewhere to spam things to do with it, and this was the perfect place to keep everything ordered. So, I've removed everything from here in preparation.
I'll have concept drawings, creature designs, bits of scenery, writing... Bits of the comic pages I'm drawing, and just stuff in general. Mostly it'll be traditional art, as I sketch a lot of stuff while at school... Yeah :dummy:

Lanjayia Meadows itself, well... it's some random place in the story itself, which takes place over a broad area on the world it's based on. I'll draw up some stuff soon, when I'm bored or something D:

K SO YEAH. *eats a chicken pie*

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Forgive if my English is not very good, is that they do not speak much English.

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“Zffff...what was that, sir?.. That was your life... Can I get another one?.. No, sorry.” - Quote from Fawlty Towers
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“Zffff...what was that, sir?.. That was your life... Can I get another one?.. No, sorry.” - Quote from Fawlty Towers

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