Illuminata spent a great deal of time within her workshop in the Amber District, but on some occasions, to re-stock or merely take some time for herself, she could be found wandering the forest paths among the crystal trees. Such an occasion was occurring today and the Nantil found herself gazing above into the trees, her expression thoughtful.
Her mind was, unsurprisingly, on the piece of artwork that continued to elude her. She was having a tricky time trying to think of what could represent each tribe in her art piece, which would, in theory, show a sense of unity between the Light Tribe and all the others of the Weavers creations.
Floofalo wool from the Ice Tribe, onyx from the Fire Tribe, dried leaves from the Earth Tribe, paint from the Water Tribe, light crystals from the Light Tribe... She thought. But what of the Wind and Dark Tribes? Our sister tribe must have something to exchange with us that is solely their own, but I know not how to portray such a thing as darkness where there is light.
She sighed audibly and stared into the crystal trees, seemingly searching for some sort of guidance. The Wind Tribe was a mystery too. They had begun to do trades with them, but she couldn't think of anything beyond their feathers that seemed uniquely theirs and she wasn't about to ask some unfortunate Wind Triber to give his or her feathers for this art piece... She would have to give it more thought, she realized. As usual.
WC: 257
Shi Berry
