Snippet #2686689

The large avian predator looms over Luna as she remains stuck into the trunk of the massive tree and chirps in a mild tone at the young demons reply. "Oh the Master has no interest in you being good in all respects.. he just wants you to behave and follow the rules. I mean.. take me into account here.." A light cackling could be heard in the back of that statement. "He doesn't really wish to change who you are, just your attitude.. and maybe your manners as well." The bird goes to preening itself for a moment before looking back down at Luna and craning its head, only to look off into the distance ahead of them and peer across the island.

"Do you like the view? This is my very own creation.. thirteen square miles of serene beauty." The birds voice begins to trail off as it keeps looking, as though being lost in thought were its only concern for the moment. As it looked back onto Luna, the young demon could feel something stirring. Not something that could be seen, though she could feel something moving across her skin in the body of the tree and it was easy to tell that such a sensation could come from only the hands of another. Or in her case, the hands of several others combing over her form within the dark mass. "Within the center of the island is a pool of water, a fresh pond of dark liquid that writhes with the power that is me. All you must do is make it to the pool and submerge yourself, only then will you be returned home." Luna then felt the sensation of hands being wrapped around the whole of her legs, several strong grips holding her tighter than the most fervent of lovers. All at once the hands pulled, slowly drawing her body deeper into the trunk and the wood of the tree liquefied to comply with the passage.

The bird leaped from its perch from above her head and called out as her vision began to go dark once again. "Do not worry for company my dear, I always keep the island well stocked for entertainment." And so it left her, darkness consuming her vision and mind once again as she could feel her body being moved from one place and along towards the next. Straining her eyes she could see dim figures swimming her through the darkness, wretched, wraith like forms that seemed emaciated beyond their very cores. With eyes that turned to screen her body as they moved, small lights like the last ember of a great fire refusing to die sat deep within their sockets.

Ahead she could see a dim light that was piercing the veil of this strange world she was currently inhabiting, and its rays caused the creatures holding her to loosen. Only the strongest of them remained to carry her forward and plunge her into the light, tearing it like a great womb among the world and she was spit from this place. Her body falling from a large rip in the flesh of yet another great tree, but one that sat among the island. Her face was greeted by the lush grass that came rushing up to meet it, the fresh air of this place assaulting her senses. As she managed to write herself she could tell that the air her was fresh and vibrant, in fact it was even more so than the world she had recently been plucked from. Surrounded by lush plumb trees in full bloom, sitting within a large open patch of grass and only dark wood of the tree behind her was what seemed out of place.

All she had to do was make it to this pool somewhere within the center of the island. This was the only instruction given to her in from the creature before, but it was doubtful that was all she needed to know.