Druid

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
Trapped in a fortress of steel, the Druid waits for the perfect moment to break free. I put this together very quickly. Eric is not the right name for this character; but it's what i could come up with off the top of my head. Again, this was just a quick thought so expect a lot of errors, but I hope you enjoy the content. Maybe it will perk your interest.

Submitted: June 24, 2011

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It felt like an eternity since Eric had felt grass beneath his feet, or the breeze against his face. It was starting to get to him. His prison of steel could'nt even afford stone walls to bring him back to the earth. He could barley feel the living world on the other side of the 4 meter thick wall; just out of his mind's reach. To a Druid, this was hell. His only comfort was the labor he could press upon his body, keeping it toned and firm. Constantly, he was lifting his own weight or pushing against two walls in a corner where it was close enough for him to reach. He kept his balance in check, as well, by rehearsing the slow solid steps he had to memorize as a child to harmonize with nature and bring his natural born gifts to their peak. They could separate him from nature, but the moment the separation was wrent, he would strike with all the power the Druids were known for.

Eric stopped his exercize for a few moments to rest and meditate. Sitting cross legged, he quieted his mind. All was silent, save his heart beat. He could feel the sweat roll down the crevices of his muscular arms and back, tracing the tattoos on his body he had recieved as an adolecent; the same markings that were the medium of his spirits power to the outside world. Suddenly, the silence was broken by the slight touch of a small wisp seed floating to the ground. It was quiet to the rest of the world, but it rang loud enough to drown the world out to Eric. His eyes darted open, it had floated through a small crack between the door and it's hinge and sat a few feet infront of him.

Joy rose in Eric, it was not only his chance to escape, but it was the only "real" thing he had been in touch with since they'd thrown him into the cold, lifeless prison. Eric reached out a hand and willed the seed to join him. It obeyed with as much elation as him. As it touched the tip of his finger, the markings on Erics body began to move, sending out small stringy lines across his skin until they rooted themselves into the seed, then downward from the seed to the steel floor. The tiny strings rooted through the steel like water until it reached the foundation. The moment the soft earth beneath the prison touched the seedlings root, it erupted. A giant tree engulfed eric, stemming from the wisp seed and pulling him inside its safe hollow. The steel could not contain its power, it grew and filled the prison room, ripped the walls apart and continued growning until the entire stronghold was peeled back and reduced to rubble; only a giant wisp tree grew where the steel prison once stood. A hole opened at the base of the tree, Eric walked out and breathed a sigh of releif as he smelled the pollin in the air.


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