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[sup]The Great Northern Glacier[/sup]
[sup]This Is A Turn 3 Post[/sup][/center]

	Yes yes, everything in the WORLD was interesting and worth investigating, but there was one tiny thing to complete first...

Somehow managing to keep their attention focused on their "goal" for once, Myrtu sprinted North in an instant before descending back into the depths of the ice. Hoves placed upon the fallow ground of the glowing and barren cave... Barren? How terrible and awful this place looked! All this bare dirt with nothing of note. If this place was to house the eventual monument to Glorious Equine Reincarnation, then the place at least needed to look idyllic, even if it was thousands of measurements beneath nothing but glacial ice.

		And the Umbra here needed another food source.

			Right. Those Umbra.

	They'd turned powdery pale blue with the passage of time. Their bodies had taken on angular forms that Myrtu found to be quite beautiful. Angles, edges, and points all similar to the snowflakes of these distant glacial lands themselves. For some unknown reason, they'd even decided to crown their heads with a singular horn, quite similar in appearance to Myrtu's own. It was all very flattering, of course, and definitely helped Myrtu remember to feed them. 

	Yes, feeding them- growing things- right, back on track-

	They'd survived solely on whatever Myrtu was able to drag back into the cave, so the place was quite the boneyard in its current state. Perhaps something that wouldn't kill the Umbra was needed, since Myrtu would always get distracted above, and end up coming back accidentally years later than intended. 

		She often came back to a significantly smaller population of Umbra and the goop piles were also beginning to clutter the place. This barren place.

	Okay okay, right. Back on tack. 

		Myrtu whinnied gently as one of the fancy Umbra came over, glittering in a multitude of rainbow colors- that was new and very nice- and she asked Myrtu:

	[color=D6EFC3]"Are you thinking of what we shall make into story and song?"[/color]

	She- because she liked to be called she and her- spoke with a sing-song voice, as all the Umbra here did, and it was very pleasing to Myrtu's ears.

	[color=#b7c9f5]"Just now? Ah, mine contemplations skew toward that of creation! But lo, I've not the knowledge for that which I wish to create for thee- succor and sustenance of a kind- flora and fauna, aye! Tis not that I've lack of knowledge but lack... of... ah,"[/color] Myrtu even found himself lacking then. In truth, this was all becoming so foreign- this 'being a divine' thing. Weren't Divinities supposed to know everything all the time at once? Tensing up rather unconsciously, Myrtu huffed and stepped backward, as their discomfort increased.

		Why didn't they have all the answers?
			[i]ALL[/i] the ideas?

It was a common point of their solitary thoughts here- their deepest fear and fascination both.
		What if they were not-
			What were they before hearing-

	[color=D6EFC3]"Apples and berries."[/color]

[color=#b7c9f5]"Hm?"[/color] 
The gentle pull of her voice caught Myrtu's attention. He looked at the Umbra, ears perked toward her, and silently awaited her elaboration.

	Bowing slightly, she continued, [color=D6EFC3]"Before we were here, there was a forest we lived in- apples and berries were common for us to scavenge."[/color] Turning her head slightly to gaze across the shimmering cavern, with its dirt floor, she concluded, [color=D6EFC3]"With a God's power, I'm sure they can be made to grow here and- Oooh- we'll make a song for them!"[/color] She gasped gently, looking back to Myrtu, [color=D6EFC3]"And perhaps another play."[/color]

	[color=#b7c9f5]"Excellent Baan,"[/color] Myrtu replied, lifting their hooves and dancing in place, turning about joyfully, [color=#b7c9f5]"Skill and wisdom doth dance within thine spirit!"[/color] And without another moment of delay, Myrtu danced joyfully, completing their exchange: ideas for rhythm and inspiration.

Whooping, Baan joined in the dance, as several of the other Umbra ran forward to do so as well. 

	And as Myrtu danced, the plants and fauna sprang fourth from the glacial cavern floor, blessed to survive, endure, and grow in this cold place- this dimly lit place- for this was the potential which lay deep in any living thing. Berry bushes emerged fully grown from the cavern floor as stocky trees, thick of trunk and branch but stout in height, emerged from the subzero ground, their roots sinking deeply. Flowers of colors unnamed bloomed as grasses and vines snaked across the once barren floor. Beneath the ground, strange and unnamed organisms came into being, confused but, eventually figuring it was probably time to do some curating and fertilizing, swiftly got to work. Insects chimed and leapt about the hooves and feet of the dancing line of Umbra.

			A good time was had by all.



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[sup]This Is A Turn 3 Post[/sup]

Myrtu gets distracted as usual, goes back to their northern ice cave, then decides it's pretty gross in here. They want pretty plants and a food source for the ice cave Umbra, but they have no idea what to make. Baan, an Umbra, helps Myrtu remember what Berries and Apples are. Conga-line dancing occurs as Myrtu creates the Deep Glacial Ecosystem.
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-2MP+1AP/DC4 (Potential!) Create Deep Glacial Ecosystem & Unlock It's Potential. This made a bunch of plants, bugs, and microorganisms that could probably survive the cold of space, but they're limited to the interior of Myrtu's [s]Summer Project Home[/s] Ice Cavern.

0MP/0AP Remains
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