Clover had been silent for a while, chewing over her words, thinking over the horrible scene she had witnessed back in Orion. She had to make Vazi see the light, maybe help him remember who he was before....whatever happened to change him so much. Her impression of him when she met was wonderful and kind and protective, but now he was just so selectively cruel. She didn't want to start her speech till she made a good persuasive start, and they were almost to Pisces. When they made it back to the rolling hills, perhaps she would bring up what happened to them, and how their brother died.

A cold, wintry breeze greeted her when they were almost to the entrance, and she hesitated, her expression inquisitive. It wasn't so cold just a while before, when they had left. She moved ahead a little, and was greeted with a small, icy white dot touching her nose, making her gasp. "Oh!"

She ran into Pisces fully, and wonder and enchantment took her. The whole room was changed! The waterfall pools had iced over, the hills were covered in this white substance that reached up to her ankles with a biting chill, and droves of the stuff fell from the dark ceiling patiently, lightly, silently. She laughed. "What is this? This is wonderful!"

She smiled back at Vazi who she had ran ahead of with a bright grin. "Have you ever seen this before? Do you know what this is?"

She spun around in the white stuff, her magic bubbling up in her without a conscious thought. She gleamed like a star against the white, and she danced in it, reveling in the new-ness. Part of her selfishly thought this change was brought about by her finding her name here, and the room was sharing its happiness! She rather liked thinking that way.

"This is how I speak."

She shone, and she saw her own light dance and positively sparkle on the cold stuff around her feet, and she was breathlessly enchanted! Everything but this, this lovely moment, was gone from her mind, and nothing was as important as enjoying this perfect, amaranthine moment.

"Oh Vazi," She sighed, looking up at the whiteness drifting and falling all around her. "Have you ever seen anything so beautiful?"

She looked back to them again, wondering why they were still at the entrance, staying still and silent, and grinned. "Well, come on!" She laughed, and galloped towards the hills, kicking the deceptively heavy white stuff as she did so in a playful manner, then deciding to fall and roll around, giggling delightedly at the crunching cold.

She almost felt like this was a lovely dream, and she would wake up at any moment to reality, to realize that this was a hoax, whatever this was. Even if she didn't dream at all, normally -Even if it was a dream that she wouldn't remember, she would enjoy it while it lasted!



"This is how I speak."