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Watching from a distance is such a lonely thing. Being in place, trapped watching from far away. Its such a lonely existence. But one day it could change. What if perhaps, a young girl wandered near by and showed appreciation for your work despite not knowing you did it. So you approach them. They fear your sudden appearance, but you manage to assure her you mean her no harm. You start to talk about yourselves. You listen to stories from them, and they listen to yours.

Its so wonderful you chat until sunset, and they have to leave. But you ask for them to stay and chat. They say their parents and siblings would worry and promises to return to talk. So, with a hopeful reluctance, you see them off from your distant viewpoint.

A few days pass and you wonder if they tricked you and left you alone again before they are calling out to you. You rush over and find them next to a lake with a small bag of food which she offers you. You continue to chat and play throughout the day before the day starts to set once more. She once again must leave but once again promises to return which you happily await. A few days pass once more, and she calls out to meet. You show her your home although it isn’t much. A simple shack made from trees growing in a specific way which they find amazing much to your delight.

But sadly the day ends once more and she returns back the her family, leaving you from your view point which no longer feels so distant. A week passes before the girl returns and want to give you something. As you both return to your home, she gives you a small seedling which the girl had been growing with the hopes of gifting a beautiful flower but couldn’t wait to give it to you. She apologised for it not being grown but you show her your abilities. Within seconds the vibrant lavander bundle of petals blooms from a now large golden stem which amazes them. They wish they too could use the lay lines of this forest and world but they were not born gifted.

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So, you plan. Weeks, months, and eventually even a year goes by with the girl, who slowly grows older, continues to visit on occasion. She always brings small gifts to a clearing you both enjoy, which are all planted and helped to flourish, creating the start of an orchard that even the animals love. You both make help create a small pond which fills with the rain. An old dying tree given new life which houses birds. And throughout all this time you help her create your gift to her.

Once a new spring rolls around, and after over a year of solid preparation, you decide to give her your gift. You have her stand in the centre of the clearing as you trace out the lines which connect the natural mana paths that are now fuelled by the various plants that she has brought over the past 1 and half years. Finally, you trigger the ritual, granting a druids blessing to the girl who had become your closest friend.

At first, your friend doesn’t know what happens till they are able to weild nature magic. After the initial shock of suddenly wielding a power she long believed incabled to her, the girl is astounded and brought to tears by your gift. And you let her embrace you. You spend some time teaching her the ways of your magic, and slowly but surely, another druid of your forest is born. The woman suddenly doesn’t return for several months, making you feel cheated and abandoned. So you wander your forest looking from your once again, distant view point. But from here you notice over the months, more trees appear in the distance, as a new forest grows. Eventually it reaches your home, and you are finally able to know where your closest friend was and what they were doing. They were creating a home for you both.

So with you friend, you travel to distant lands, moving your viewpoint from distant to as close as it can get.

And while this event might never happen to you. Well, it happened to me.

And it truly was a blessing from a druid. Just not the one I expected.