Aiushtha, the
Enchantress, played with her fairy friends alongside the middle tower
next to the river. She like to play tag with them, but she wasn't
very good at it since the woodland fairies were much faster than her.
She didn't seem to care though, as she was having a grand old time.
Suddenly, she
saw movement on the other side of the river! It was some sort of
bear-creature coming up over the hill, next to the opposite tower.
She smiled and waved. The bear creature caught a glimpse of the
faun's friendly gesture and his eyes widened. He froze, as if
awestruck. She called to him, “Hello, furry woodland creature!
Isn't it a lovely day?” The bear still stood transfixed, then
raised his hand and waved back slowly.
Ursa had never
seen anything like Aiushtha. A feeling struck him in the heart, he
was weak in the knees. Had she cast a spell on him? No, he didn't
think so. Unless that spell was love at first sight.
The faun
smiled again and traipsed back into the woods behind her. Ursa
snapped out of his trance. “Nymph! Don't go! I wish to speak with
you!” Ursa called. The faun didn't return. Maybe she didn't hear
him. Ursa trudged further on, and waded into the middle of the river.
“Nymph! Do you hear me?”
The
Enchantress pranced forward. “I am sorry, bear-man, but I have been
ordered to protect this tower with my very life and I cannot be
distracted.” She saw one of her fairy friends flutter by and she
followed it with her gaze. She looked back at the soggy bear and
turned around and leaped away.
“Nymph!”
Ursa cried. “I mean you no harm! I only wish to speak with you!”
The nymph didn't respond. Ursa then crossed the rest of the river and
shook himself off. He climbed up the short hill after the bank and
saw the tower. The nymph was running around in circles. “Nymph!”
Ursa called out.
Aiushtha
quickly turned toward Ursa. “Please, bear-man! Do not come any
closer, for this tower shall open fire upon you!” There was a
genuine concern in her voice. Ursa continued forward. “Please turn
back, I do not wish to see you harmed!” Ursa took another step and
the tower fired.
The blast hit
Ursa square in the chest. He grunted heavily. He spoke through his
pain, “I mean you no harm...” Another tower blast hit Ursa. He
roared in pain. Aiushtha was horrified and confused. Why was this
creature so determined to get himself killed? A third blast hit Ursa
in the gut. Aiushtha had had enough of this. She cast Enchant on
Ursa. The tower immediately stopped firing. Ursa's body was covered
in scorch marks where the tower had hit him. Ursa's stance wavered
for a second, then he collapsed.
The
Enchantress rushed to Ursa's side. His breathing was labored and
erratic. She motioned for her fairy friends to come to her. “Come
quickly!” She cried. As the fairies flew around Ursa's massive
body, he began to glow green, especially around his injuries. The
fairies worked their magic in a hurry, healing Ursa up until he was
in tip-top shape. When he woke, he found the most beautiful face he
had ever seen staring down at him. “Sproink!” the Enchantress
exclaimed in excitement. She clasped her hands. “You're alive!”
Ursa soon regained his footing. When he finally stood up straight,
Aiushtha told him, “You know, you are a very handsome bear-man when
you are not all charred and bloody.”
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