(For best results, imagine the following story being read by Logan Cunningham, AKA the Narrator/Rucks from the video game Bastion)

You know, sometimes it’s too easy to get wrapped up in our daily lives here in the village. Working the fields, pulling fish from the sea, gathering wood from the forests, spending time with our neighbors, friends, and loved ones. Not that it’s a bad thing, but we tend to forget that there’s a whole ‘nother world out there, over the mountains, across the farthest plains, and beyond the horizon of the endless sea. Most days, it seems like we’re all there is, just our happy little village in a beautiful world.

But once or twice a generation, a visitor will arrive from somewhere outside the village, just to prove that it’s not just us here.

Where our latest visitor came from, it’s difficult to say. From what I remember of her, I don’t think she knew either. All any of us know is that one day Daryn and his little cousin Silya went out into the fields to explore and came back excitedly with a visitor in tow, clearly befuddled by what was going on. Not that any of us could blame her; a visitor is always cause for excitement, but those two, well, they are more easily excitable than most.

That she was from outside the village was obvious to anyone with eyes. Her fur was as white as snow from the mountains and had eyes as green as the grass in a spring meadow. She wore thick, dark clothes that were too heavy for this time in the summer, leading many of to think that she came down from the western mountains, and around her neck she wore several necklaces with cross-shaped pendants on them, each carved from a different material. Naturally, we were all very curious about her and kept peppering her with questions about all kinds of things, but it took a day or two before she started answering us back. She seemed a little…uneasy about all the attention she was getting. There were times when it looked like she was going to bolt like a startled rabbit. She later told me that standing out like that was nothing new to her, but never before had she been greeted so openly and with such enthusiasm. Her behavior seemed a little strange to me at the time, almost like she was part wild animal, but as time went on I came to understand a little about what she meant.

I recently commissioned  genesisw for a series of artcards featuring her character Three in Jalmira, a world populated by genets whose society is best described as being peaceful, open, and friendly without the thousand years' worth of baggage that comes from living in a harsh, brutal world. Visitors from other worlds and planes of existence occasionally wander in, which is always cause for excitement from the friendly genets. However, as Three is quickly discovering, the concept of personal space is a foreign idea to these people.

Three belongs to  genesisw Send your comments and favs on the artwork itself to http://www.furaffinity.net/view/9277762/