WOOOOOOOOOOH!!!
I hear the ghostly Maori horn blow again. My ent body decides to permanently change its victims into trees. It starts casting in a treeish voice. Mitchell's bark is nearly ready when Jimi appears holding a staff. The ent tries to ignore him but I can tell that it is afraid. Jimi frees Connor and then Kate. When he had finished saving Steph, the spell was nearly ready. The ent started talking faster but it was too late. Jimi summoned up a blast of vines and I crashed into a hard tree. My shell of wood cracks and the ent, screaming, fell away.
I remember Mitchell. I turn in his direction to see a little man with a big head chanting non-stop. Suddenly, the Mitchell-tree morphed into one of the little men. Then, once the transformation was complete, they ran away, faster than any human.
I walk out of the forest and notice some thing's wrong. The sky was a nasty, bruised yellow. I wonder if I can still talk to trees. "How did the sky turn yellow?" I ask. "Most likely an intergalactic, malevolent, giant, psychic alien octopus. Why?" it replied. "A what?" I asked. "You mean you don't know?" The tree seemed to be laughing. "Well, an alien octopus, on a comet, came to earth and started wreaking havoc. However this was the Waikato, a place where man, mythology and magic lived together as one. The octopus was winning until a shaman, armed with a magic amulet, came and buried it, making both a basin and a mountain. He made a hole on the top. This is where Kakepuku stands..." It stopped, as if it had said too much. "How did you get here?" I asked. "Ah, all us trees were an army that were going to attack the octopus from behind. However, the octopus summoned up an ent who caught us and turned us into trees. I have said enough." I walked away and putting two and two together, (or three and one or 5 and 4 e.t.c) I figured that the octopus rotted away leaving a cavern and 8 tunnels. That made 6 I hadn't been through... I headed for the tunnel. Strangely, the stream had dried up. I walk inside the cave and see a lot of giant eels thrashing about on the ground and 3 floating bubbles of energy, in which I could see figures, 2 trying to gt out,1 mediating. Suddenly a torrent of water came crashing down. On reflex, using my staff, I make a raft and shield. The water came down with crushing force but I remained unharmed the water rushed away leaving me with a very angry taniwha...
Saturday, 23 June 2007
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