BogMod/LuZhinDreams9
Ahh Meru. The shining jewel of Creation. High upon the slopes of the Imperial mountain it was the seat of Solar rule. It was the start of what was known as the Era of Dreams. Only one week ago to a great amount of fanfare was the great artificial intelligence known as I Am, a revolutionary design and set to a revolutionary function, activated. It was 3193 and the world was entering a new period of prosperity. The Solar Ashima was in Meru as was required by law. 2 years spent there of every five. She was not at her home however. Instead she was visiting a long time friend of hers. The Solar Aurica, one of the Eclipse Caste and famed for her work a millenia ago in helping to create the directional tongues, was in Crown Boulevard. Ashima's floating guilded carriage, flanked by some of her loyal Dragonblooded gens, went along those golden streets as they wound their way past one sublime manse or home after another.
Eventually they came to one manse, set atop an air aspected desmense it was was still a place of refinement and beauty. By design it had no doors. Only doorways and enchanted cloth screens hanging across them. As she approached it her followers stopped and waited outside the gates, moving to talk with the other men on duty. Parking in front of the manse she stepped out slowly, the constant wind that seemed to whirl around the great straight tower caressing along her hair a moment before she moved inside.
"Aurice? Its me Ashima." She said as she stepped into the manse. As always the place was artfully furnished, each room seeming to emulate a different culture, filled with tasteful gifts and tribute from 100 different cultures over more then a millenia of life. She paused in one room and touched a small wood carving. She had given her this gift long ago. Taken from the Pole of Wood itself and hand carved by one of the Lesser Elemental Dragons of wood it had been one of the most expensive gifts she had ever gotten anyone not her husband.
"Hello Ashima." Came a voice behind her. Turning she saw the woman. A woman from the west in her long life she had maintained her well tanned features, her hair a warm brown. She dressed in the traditional clothing of her people though far finer then anything any of them would have ever worn. She wore little in the way of jewelery or magical materials. She was rich beyond most Exalted and as such found little point in showing off her wealth. Rather she would attire herself in things of personal value to her. The moonsilver ring on her finger was quite plain really but her wife had made it for her long ago and she wore it still.
"Aurica, I really am sorry I didn't get to spend much time with you at the party. I just wanted to make sure everything is still going ahead for our aniversy?" Ashima said this warmly to her, speaking of a 25 year tradition the
