Kuzgun walked towards to the house which stands over the green hill, with dancing steps moving rhythmical with the music she could still hearing in her ears. Or maybe it was her heart singing with joy.
She turned and eyes met with his. She felt the strong curve of drowning into his deep looking, tender eyes. She saw the reflection of that little red haired girl captured in these looks long ago.
“This is” she thought “Where I belong to”. The only captivity she would accept with her free will.
He reached out to hold her hand with a warm and gentle touch. She tasted the sweet wine or wondered if it was a kiss. She heard him telling a story.
“Once upon a time….” He started and she closed her eyes…
She closed her eyes into a dream and opened elsewhere… Somewhere cursed… somewhere full of death and corruption.
Kuzgun saw him standing still on his knees in the pools of blood. His face winced in pain.
Drop of the Ravens’ blood, scent of the indigo…
Rhythm of the Shamans’ drum,
Witch danced around him chanting…
In this night use your might
The bird with broken wing fallen as the king
Red as blood let it flood
Black in heart, As if ripped apart
Blood and blood to bind, to free this troubled mind
Blood to blood I command thee, Blood to blood set him free
Kuzgun get the salty taste of her own tears and opened her eyes looking totally lost. She was sleeping alone in an unfamiliar bed even more unfamiliar room. Clambered out of the bed and walked on the wooden floor with bare foot in silence.
He was there… obviously struggling in his dreams, fighting with shadows…
And she remembered all…
Remembered the time she found him…
Remembered their journey into the depths Of Agamaur
She remembered everything about him as holding his hand and kept caressing his soft blonde hair till he falls into a peaceful dream…
For the ritual please see http://laurelinarchives.org/node/4466
OCC:I would like to thank Lhak, Natawen (in Witch role) and Oitur (in Shaman role) for all their time, preperation, act, help, fun, surprise and all. I wish to be more talented to be able to present your wonderful rping.
