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Date Posted: 15:55:44 03/27/02 Wed
Author: Sive
Subject: Nods
In reply to: Jaide 's message, "..try again.." on 10:23:04 03/23/02 Sat

Sive takes a deeep breath, containing tears of frustration as she takes in Jaida's words. she knew coming here and leaning would be tough, but she had never expected it to be so straining She licks her lips and looks down at the small stone in her hand, thumbing it in thought. What could have gone wrong? She had gathered the energy correctly, and she could've sworn she had channeled properly. Sive shakes her head and closes her eyes, dropping away all her cares once more.

She finds the connection to the tree and opens herself to the life giving energy. The warmth spreads through her body, forcing her to relax and calmly take everything in stride. She does not physically open her eyes and actually see the stone, but it's appearance and place had been burned into her mind, and she could almost see the thing resting her palm. She thinks on the way to channel, trying to remember everything her mother had ever taught her, trying to recall buried memories.

She takes in a deep breath, and begins to envision the spiral leading into the stone once more, though finds herself blocked, yet again. Not the right method? she thinks to herself, straining to remember. What is the right method then? Something that feels natural, or is it tradition? Mother always said to go with the natural... but, what if she was wrong? She couldn't protect herself from the Skinwalker... and she was a full Witch. Sive shakes her head, and files through all the memories she can bear to uncover. Always trust my first initial feeling. Well, that sounds right. But... she stops thinking on the issue when an idea comes to mind, blossoming in a glorious epiphany. What would happen if I combined instincts and tradition. The worst that could possibly happen is me getting blown off the face of the planet. Well, that's not such a bad prospect, Jaida must be prepared for such an accident. I'll try it, it's better than being stumped.

Sive unconsciously dumps the green stone into her right hand and closes her hand. If she remembered correctly, (and she fervently hoped she did, she really wanted to live a bit longer) then the right hand was the one that energy was pushed from. Sive takes another deep breath, and imagines an opening in her palm, almost like a vertical stab wound. She wills the pure green energy of the tree to seep from the 'wound' and into the stone, not shoving the energy in, but instead imagining the stone to be soaking in a puddle of light.

Sive nearly laughed aloud with giddiness as she sensed the stone soaking in the provided energy with great 'gulps'. She allows the energy to keep on flowing and puddling until the stone will not take anymore. The poor thing was so small, it was likely not able to hold too much.

Sive opens her eyes slowly and opens her hand as well, looking into her small palm and smiling at the stone. She holds up her palm for Jaida to look, the little thing flashing with a powerful light in it's spritual bowels. She smiles and grounds the excessive energy, giving back the tree any unused energy. She takes in a deep breath and orients herself, waiting for Jaida's response with bubbling joy.

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