Post by aaron on Dec 22, 2008 12:58:39 GMT -5
Star lay under a tree, back to the trunk, hands moving in complex patterns. In his hands, strands of natural green played over his fingers as he manipulated blades of grass into shapes.
Over, under around, weave, under, weave, over, around under weave
Weaving grass always had a calming effect on Aaron, something about it's smell and flexibility. Even though he was not personally attuned to that element, he could still feel it's personality. It's undying patience. The plants felt cool under his fingers.
Over, loop, weave and knot, loop, under around, loop.
One hand kept twisting the grass as another plucked some more blades gently from the ground to be added into the fray.
Over, under around, weave, under, weave, over, around under weave
Weaving grass always had a calming effect on Aaron, something about it's smell and flexibility. Even though he was not personally attuned to that element, he could still feel it's personality. It's undying patience. The plants felt cool under his fingers.
Over, loop, weave and knot, loop, under around, loop.
One hand kept twisting the grass as another plucked some more blades gently from the ground to be added into the fray.
