Si

Lands of the Subconscious

A powerful blooming spring filled the air, palpitated through the ground and bubbled through the waters. Qilin’s frolicked over the mountainous ripples in the fresh water ocean. Sunlight pouring out of the water glittering gold, the light emanating in waves and pulses from the living environment as it pleased, from where it pleased. Shade and shadow moving through at will, following no boundaries or direction. Chaotic movement ebbs and flows in moments with thunderous silence.
Oceans of Dragon Rivers cut through the air past dragon flowing mountains, cutting and dipping through a sea of night and day. The world blurred, focused and settled. Settle. And now a subtle blooming power. A sweet and calming stillness of a spring is what we see. We see what is seeable to us.
Si extended his paws on the water. The slowly sunk in at first but then he hovered them above as the Qilin’s do and stepped out on the water’s surface gliding along stepping as a Qilin and then stopping, bending to drink. The water made the spirit glow a stronger glow. Si dipped his lion like head into the water up to his shoulders soaking his horn which steamed and then cooled. He sucked in water and lifted his head. He spurt the water in clouds in all directions. Rainstorms showered down in golden sunlight. Flowers bloomed and rainbows formed. He submerged himself and then resurfaced walking on the water again, shook himself dry.