Home

Another voice had been calling to her lately. And unlike the voice of the daemon possessed druid that once sought to take her life, this voice was soft and calm. It had led her here. Not far from Tel'Ruid she deemed, still within the great Yew forest. And so now she sat here and she waited.

After strumming her harp for what seemed like hours the voice returned. Soft and reassuring it spoke to her in her head.

“You have labored long child... and you have done well.”

Delphi opened her eyes. Before her a shimmering light appeared and began to take form. The swirling lights first formed a trunk before her. She blinked once or twice, unsure of what she was seeing as the lights extended and branched out to form a huge glittering tree. At last the lights began to fade and the giant Yew stood before her where before there had been nothing.

“It is time to come home child,” the voice spoke again.

Delphi paused and stood. She ventured a glance behind her and thought of her friends. She knew that if she took this gift of the Mother, there would be no turning back. No return to the life she was living.

She turned back to look at the tree. It was empty inside she could feel, and beckoned her to fill it. She smiled a small smile. A piece at a time her armor and pack hit the ground until at last she stood before the grand Yew as naked as when she had emerged and been severed from it. She let her long arms embrace the trunk and felt the tree as she had when she had been one with it. It was the very same Yew she had been severed from, now once again growing and alive.

She felt her mind melding with the grand tree once again, as if nothing had ever happened to separate them from the beginning. She stepped within it now, feeling herself becoming one, feeling herself bind to the Yew. She was home.

“Rest now child... you have earned it.”

She curled herself slowly among the roots, and slept.