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emptynarration:

Elvin knew when someone entered the forest. But like anyone with no ill intentions, there was nothing that would harm Enyo.
Elvin was as old as the forest. Even older, technically, as he was the beginning of it. His tree stood here, right by the lake, first. When there had been nothing but plains, no human anywhere in sight.
Enyo’s village had been the one to teach him to hide inside his tree and stay away from humans. Except one little girl, who had found him, and taught him to love everything.
He had been here when the village fell. He had watched the humans move away one by one, until the village had been burned to the ground. By then a few more trees had grown close to his. The beginning of the forest.
And now there was nothing left, except Elvin, and his forest. The lake protected by a magical charm that lead everyone in circles around it. Unable to go to the lake.

Enyo listened carefully and heard nothing. He backed off at this. “I just wish to speak.” He was guessing who had heard was close though presumed if it was the deity he could pass from corner to corner withing a blink. “I want to make sure my stay is permitted, this is your forest, not mine.” He presumed not even ruins of his old home stood. He had lived by a forest though knew it wasn’t this one. Without the town to go by he had no bearings of the area, though certain parts gave off a foul aura that only he could sense. He presumed that would have been the town center and avoided the area.

Elvin knew Enyo was talking to him. It was sweet how he asked for permission to stay here, though he couldn’t help but be a little afraid of someone with magical power. He had learned to be fearful and cautious, even though his curiosity won a lot over it, just like his unending kindness.

He gently whispered into the wind, growing a little flower in his hands. The same gold and orange colours as his amber eyes, just like the day before.
The wind picked the flower up, and easily carried it with it towards Enyo, the soft breeze stopping to let the flower fall.

Elvin liked using his flowers as a way to speak. Or rather, say thank you. The villages that surrounded the forest now -not nearly as old as Enyo’s village had been in most cases- believed to receive such a flower was the deity’s blessing. A lot of people came to the forest now and then to ask for advice, or something alike. There were a lot of myths about Elvin.

insanity-is-spreading:

emptynarration:

Elvin knew when someone entered the forest. But like anyone with no ill intentions, there was nothing that would harm Enyo.
Elvin was as old as the forest. Even older, technically, as he was the beginning of it. His tree stood here, right by the lake, first. When there had been nothing but plains, no human anywhere in sight.
Enyo’s village had been the one to teach him to hide inside his tree and stay away from humans. Except one little girl, who had found him, and taught him to love everything.
He had been here when the village fell. He had watched the humans move away one by one, until the village had been burned to the ground. By then a few more trees had grown close to his. The beginning of the forest.
And now there was nothing left, except Elvin, and his forest. The lake protected by a magical charm that lead everyone in circles around it. Unable to go to the lake.

Enyo threaded the flower under the ribbon that held his hair back into a man bun. He hummed holding his hands together and blowing between two fingers. When he separated his hands a pretty white flower rested in his palm which he threaded with the other.

He stood and stretched his white shirt riding up his toned chest. He heard a voice and- intrigued as to who the deity was- decided to follow it. “Hello?” He spoke out softly unable to find where the voice had came from. He presumed it was the charm. It must be hinging part of the forest from him- not protecting it like he had guessed.

Elvin looked up when he heard Enyo. He hadn’t realized he had gotten so close to where he had been sleeping.
“Don’t fall out again.”, he told the bird baby softly, before deciding it would be better to leave again. He didn’t purposely show himself to people, only sometimes children. He always helped them if they got lost here -he helped everyone who got lost, or needed help. Some just not personally. Most.

He knew only the area close around the entire lake was charmed. It had happened pretty much naturally, to protect him. His tree. If someone found the lake -at the heart of the forest- they’d find his tree. And the forest tried to protect Elvin from getting hurt by someone trying to hurt his tree.

insanity-is-spreading:

emptynarration:

Elvin knew when someone entered the forest. But like anyone with no ill intentions, there was nothing that would harm Enyo.
Elvin was as old as the forest. Even older, technically, as he was the beginning of it. His tree stood here, right by the lake, first. When there had been nothing but plains, no human anywhere in sight.
Enyo’s village had been the one to teach him to hide inside his tree and stay away from humans. Except one little girl, who had found him, and taught him to love everything.
He had been here when the village fell. He had watched the humans move away one by one, until the village had been burned to the ground. By then a few more trees had grown close to his. The beginning of the forest.
And now there was nothing left, except Elvin, and his forest. The lake protected by a magical charm that lead everyone in circles around it. Unable to go to the lake.

Enyo lifted the bunny carefully; he waited a moment before bringing it to his chest giving it the chance to jump free before just holding the bun close to him- still with the freedom to move.

His exhaustion finally caught up to him, years of fear and running dropping in that moment so he felt tired and relieved and… safe. He trusted the forest to protect him in the same way he would it. He let one leg fall flat which was where he placed the bunny in his thigh before letting his head rest on his other leg. He breathed calmly watching the bunny for s little while before he dozed off.

The bunny calmly stayed with Enyo, letting him hold it close to him. It was comfortable on his leg, though after a good while after he fell asleep, it hopped off again, leaving only the flower behind.

The next day, Elvin was making his way through the forest, humming songs he didn’t remember. He made his way to a tree with a bird nest, where a little bird had fallen out and was too young to be outside of it yet. So he picked it up, smiling softly. “It’s okay little one.”, he said softly, helping it back up.

insanity-is-spreading:

emptynarration:

Elvin knew when someone entered the forest. But like anyone with no ill intentions, there was nothing that would harm Enyo.
Elvin was as old as the forest. Even older, technically, as he was the beginning of it. His tree stood here, right by the lake, first. When there had been nothing but plains, no human anywhere in sight.
Enyo’s village had been the one to teach him to hide inside his tree and stay away from humans. Except one little girl, who had found him, and taught him to love everything.
He had been here when the village fell. He had watched the humans move away one by one, until the village had been burned to the ground. By then a few more trees had grown close to his. The beginning of the forest.
And now there was nothing left, except Elvin, and his forest. The lake protected by a magical charm that lead everyone in circles around it. Unable to go to the lake.

Enyos eyes opened, a deep purple as he felt no need to mask them here, when the bunny nudged against him. His lips pulled into a smile and he cooed holding out the back of his hand for the little creature to smell before gently petting it.

“Thank you.” He spoke softer feeling the deity closer even if he didn’t look around. He then the bunny as either the forests way of saying he could stay, or the deity’s. Maybe both- he wasn’t too sure about whether the deity was the forest. He’d have to do his research.

Elvin smiled, happy, and stepped back through the trees. There didn’t seem to be any reason to worry about Enyo and his motives. He’d continue watching him when he had time, though right now he would guess the human was tired. Or whatever Enyo might be.

He went back to the lake, settling underneath his tree again. Big and old, the oldest one here. Hundreds of years old, and still strongly standing.

insanity-is-spreading:

emptynarration:

Elvin knew when someone entered the forest. But like anyone with no ill intentions, there was nothing that would harm Enyo.
Elvin was as old as the forest. Even older, technically, as he was the beginning of it. His tree stood here, right by the lake, first. When there had been nothing but plains, no human anywhere in sight.
Enyo’s village had been the one to teach him to hide inside his tree and stay away from humans. Except one little girl, who had found him, and taught him to love everything.
He had been here when the village fell. He had watched the humans move away one by one, until the village had been burned to the ground. By then a few more trees had grown close to his. The beginning of the forest.
And now there was nothing left, except Elvin, and his forest. The lake protected by a magical charm that lead everyone in circles around it. Unable to go to the lake.

Enyo let his hands fall and pulled his legs to his chest. “I hope you don’t mind me staying.” He repeated yawning soon after. He just wanted a safe place to rest. He would have climbed a tree and settled up there if he knew there wasn’t a deity watching his every move.

Elvin smiled softly. So this person wanted to stay here with him! Well, he wanted to stay in the forest, which was pretty much the same thing. The forest was him, and he was the forest.

A bunny hopped up to Enyo, a yellow and orange flower laying on its head. It nudged against Enyo, settling down next to him.
Elvin was fine with Enyo staying here, and he would try and keep him safe. For as long as Enyo was no threat to the forest, its inhabitants, or anyone walking through.

insanity-is-spreading:

emptynarration:

Elvin knew when someone entered the forest. But like anyone with no ill intentions, there was nothing that would harm Enyo.
Elvin was as old as the forest. Even older, technically, as he was the beginning of it. His tree stood here, right by the lake, first. When there had been nothing but plains, no human anywhere in sight.
Enyo’s village had been the one to teach him to hide inside his tree and stay away from humans. Except one little girl, who had found him, and taught him to love everything.
He had been here when the village fell. He had watched the humans move away one by one, until the village had been burned to the ground. By then a few more trees had grown close to his. The beginning of the forest.
And now there was nothing left, except Elvin, and his forest. The lake protected by a magical charm that lead everyone in circles around it. Unable to go to the lake.

Enyo could sense the charm; he could show himself its physical boundary if he wanted but he didn’t much care for that. He was just happy to see he could call home home again. He hoped the deity wouldn’t mind if he set up home in the forest. He could tell the charm wouldn’t harm him even if he used his own magic to manipulate it to let himself pass through, he just wanted to feel safe again and anywhere else he simply couldn’t.

“I hope you don’t mind me staying here.” He spoke aloud to the forest half knowing the deity would be seeing him as an intruder so watching. “I mean no harm.” He let his eyes flutter closed and his head rest against the tree behind him as he raised his hands. Faint green markings -almost like vines- wrapped around his hands. It was simply because that was the magic he had done the most in.

Elvin could feel the new magic, coming from whoever had entered. It made him curious, though he knew he should stay safely away. He still stood up from where he had been resting beneath his tree, watching the sunrays reflect on the water’s surface of the lake. Humming, he turned his back to the lake, and stepped right into his tree, easily fazing into it. Like he simply vanished.

It was a matter of moments and he was a few trees behind Enyo, curiously peeking out from behind it towards where he knew the human was. He was just curious to see what he was going to do.