Transformation Complete
Dan’s arms strecthed horizontally dividing and branching until he was surrounded in a halo of Ash branches. His face began to buckle and crease with bark. A peace was falling over him as the Sun began to warm him.
Bright shiny verdant leaves began to sprout all over his branches. As the leaves spread open the sunlight energized them. It was as if he had thousands of little batteries sending electrical impulses throughout his being.
Lugus stepped into the meadow and could feel the vibrant energies all around him. He stood and gazed over the meadow. He controled his breathing, slow deep breaths, listeing to his heart and then through the ground and outward. The Ash! You are new little one. When where you begotten?
Dan heard him or rather felt him and his thoughts. He tried to speak but had no lips! Help Me! his thoughts screamed.
The druid scanned further and found the Dyrad. He came out of his trance saw the creature What have you done?
The Dryad scampered, cackling, into the Satngurd.