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The spirits guided her.

The first thing she saw was a spark of light. A warm, white glow, that encompassed her and then, wisp-like, began to separate from her, floating away. It was encouraging her, telling her to walk forwards.

Everything seemed to take an almost surreal, enchanted air. Thin mist covered the ground, but it was a gentle mist, unlike the unforgiving fog of Destruction. She could hear music, humming, singing, somewhere in the background. Then, more and more wisps began to appear around her, simply floating white orbs that guided her way forward, leading her in a path.

Eventually, trees began to appear in all directions around her. Long, silver trees, that looked to be bare and empty. They were all thin, the same size and form, noticing this, she continued walking until she reached a particularly large silver tree.

Its branches, however, were also barren. It was quiet, but she felt something, almost like a warm heartbeat from within, sleeping. It seemed sickly.

"At last," it echoed in a feminine voice that Gwyn vaguely realized was coming from the tree. "At last, someone has arrived to hear my tale. It has been so long, I have been silence too long, taken and hidden, my power feared but not respected, cultivated until I am barren and empty. This is all that remains of my Legacy, but I am not finished, not yet. As long as my powers remain, my children will prosper after me. They will take up my mantle, to protect, to serve, to remember, and to grieve. Men like the Great King will rise again, and fall just as easily, but I only wish to serve. Come now. Help me fulfill my last desire."

The floating orbs guided her back until she returned, once more, to the lake. Once again, the lake was humming. She had no other choice but to move into the lake to listen to its words.

"My children need time to grow, to move on from my Grief. Help them create their own Legacy and feed them each unique memories."

In the water, shadowy forms began to form, and then created large, dark blue bubbles. Each bubble was a memory. Her memory. Just not just any memory of hers, but strange, unusual and foreign memories. Some clearly contained her, or what might have been her, some she doesn't even remember herself, but still clearly had her face on it. Curious, she reached close, and pulled those around her.



Suddenly, she was a minipet, not a kelpie, but rather a fear stunted kelpie. She was headed to the minipet battle school at her parent's request. She missed her home in the scarefari, but, loving her parents greatly, she had set off. Twice, someone had tried to catch her, one proclaiming his intent to sell her and the other just maliciously grinning. Luckily, she had managed to avoid both by diving into the water. Still, the water was not the safest place because many other minipets lived there. This included one that seemed intent on eating her and chased her whenever she entered the water, it was a lotus fish that was jealous that she could survive both on land and in the water. Seeing another person ahead, she darted into the forest, hoping she'd be safe, hoping to reach the school.

Pulled into another bubble, Gwyn was no longer a kelpie, but her character was. She was playing an MMO called This is Halloween. Her character was questing, trying to join the game as a character at Amityville Academy. Having just made her first quest character, Gwyn was excited when the next event slated said that it would include quest characters. Eager to get to play her new character and hoping that she could get her character accepted through the event, Gwyn happily signed up. Being who she was, when the event started, she did not tentatively start playing, but rather jumped in with both feet, trying to immerse herself in the game play. She had been RPing
for years but never like this. This was new and exciting.

The final bubble Gwyn entered held a strange world where everyone could summon an animal form of themselves once they came of age. When she had come of age, her parents were prouder of her than ever, because she had summoned one of the greater zodiac creatures, a horse. This meant that she out ranked her parents, who had only summoned average creatures. Once the government had been informed of her summoning, she was immediately moved into a prestigious school that would groom her to be one of the world's leaders. Disliking both being forced into something and having to be in a position of leadership, Gwyn resented it. She loved her horse self, but she also, slightly, wished that she had summoned an average creature like her parents, that the weight of the world would not be on her shoulders. Sighing that this was not so Gwyn turned and went to her next class.

Smiling, Gwyn noted that, with her hard work, the tree was almost fully grown. It swayed a bit, delicate, but with a life of its own.

"Not quite," whispered a voice, and she was obliged to return back to the lake, back to where she had started. However, instead of a lake, she was faced with a strange sight.

There was a beautiful castle in the distance, but it seemed far, far in the distance. The colors were strange and still, and waters poured from multifaceted rocks in tiers and layers.

"Take some of this water, and my blessing. This is my last request. Show my children your world so they will grow each unique and different."

Gwyn reached out, but she noticed that there were so many tiny pools reflecting back. Examining each pool, she decided between them. The dark pool could be poisonous to the tree, so she could not choose that one. The empty pool would not give the tree anything, so it was also not an option. The cold pool could freeze its roots damaging it, so it too was eliminated. That only left the light pool and the warm pool. Wanting to pick a more temperate pool for the tree, Gwyn reached out and took some water from the light pool. As she did so, soft, gentle memories from her life seemed to spring to life. As she poured the water onto the tree it grew one more time, and then it was complete.

Her tree had become something truly spectacular.



Then the tree leaves rustled, and she heard a voice ask her, "Are you satisfied with what I have become?"