91st Day of Autumn, 508 AV Shortly before midnight... Minerva made her way through the Silverwood Forest at night, her eyes scanning the trees. It hadn't happened yet... she was starting to get impatient. Supposedly, the entire forest would change color at the sounding of the midnight bell, when the first day of winter started. For now, the trees were yellow and brown, and didn't look like anything special. They certainly didn't look magical. But, if what she heard was true, then as soon as the bell sounded, the ENTIRE forest would shift to whites and icy blues. After living in bland old Sunberth her whole life, there was no WAY she would miss seeing something like this! She looked around, wondering if she would end up missing it in he darkness. No chance she would let that happen. She needed to get a closer look... a front row seat. She headed over to one of the trees, and grabbed the lowest hanging branches. She started slowly pulling herself up, not caring one bit about the sap that quickly stained her hands and clothes, or the twigs and needles that got tangled in her hair. She wondered if the pieces that snapped off the trees would still change color. She scraped her hands and got tiny rips in her clothes sue to her inexperience in climbing, but she didn't care. Soon, a bit winded from the climb, she settled into a perch a fair distance up the tree. Luckily in the darkness she couldn't see how far away the ground was. She took out a small hand held saw from her tool belt, and trimmed off a short branch. Then she held it up in the moonlight next to another branch that was still attached to the tree. She watched the two branches closely, waiting for midnight to come so she could see the change and study the effects. |