i was suddenly sturck by this idea and i had to write it down before i forgot it this is that idea. its a story review and criticism is welcome.


Shinto
A ......?
Shinto
A what....?
Shinto
A What is that...?
Shinto
A noise.....A voice?
Shinto
A vioce calling....A name?
Shinto
A name.....But whose and why do i hear it?
Shinto
This name it sounds so familiar......like i should know it?
Shinto
This name .....is this my name.....and this feeling that comes with this name what is it?
Shinto
this sensation of being.....what...pulled...no.......called forth.......no summoning?
Shinto
This must be my name why else would i feel.......summoned when i hear it?
Shinto!
this vioce calling my name...its loader now...this feeling of being summoned greater...more distinct?"
Shinto!
Pain...What causes this pain..light is causing it? Light scaring my eyes.....my eyes..trying to shield my eyes form this light..this blinding light. The light its doesn't hurt anymore.......some thing is blocking most of it...what is ..my hand? the voice calling my name..it stopped...Where am I?I..look around and..see..see..i see..lots of..brown and..green..blurs?
"You are in the Grove of the Conclave"
The voice again...only different..coming form outside my body..not form within..?The Grove of the Conclave again a familiar name....but of a place did i use to live there...? Now a...a..laugh?
"Yes Shinto you used to live in one but not this one."
What....i used to live in one..but not this one?
The blurs of color are..are solidifying into shapes...the voice comes form the shape closet to me the shape in..front of me?
Why am i here...Who am I..?
"I Called you back, back to the forest, so that you may help it to grow and to watch over it as you once did before for..."
The shape had resolved into a..Human? Yes a human. A tall one. Who stands leaning on a staff as he stairs down at me as i...crouch...on the grass. This human is a...Male? Yes his is a male human, Then why does he have long braided hair.....is that not a sign of a female human...Yes it is most of the time but not always. And the colors almost every color imaginably, all of the braids a different color.The face nothing that makes his face much different form any other humans next...except the eyes.. turquoise eyes. Memories, sounds, smells, images, feelings, and events come flooding into my mind. Most of all who i am.I am Shinto, the daemon of the forest.
"So then Revex, have I been called back to the wood of the trees, to the Druidaic
Conclave, to help restore it?"
Revex smiled "Yes, Shinto you have."
Summoned to the wood of the trees of the forest.