Post by Serena Shadowsong on May 22, 2005 22:34:01 GMT -5
The Dark Sounds of her beautiful lament as she walked upon the hills of Ulster, the very place, where many years ago she stood, and played her song, for the Night.. as she was doing now, only now pure magic was display here, as the Kingdom, could hear it's soft allure. Dark hair waved in the wind. The Former Councilwoman, walked in her return, it was not great, not glorious but simple her song, they would know it was her, they would just know. This was her signature, her special ability. Dark cloth played upon her skin in the wind, flowing black robes, with her lusterous hair, she twirled, and the moon's gaze hit her pearly white teeth as she smiled. And a laugh escaped her, the pure essence of being home took her. She named, The Dark Sorceress of Ayenee, was still named that, and had casted her from many a village, but some of these people knew. Some, others still where blind. She was truly good now. A beautiful woman, who was alone, but now happy again.
She walked slowly, her voice of magic rang through and through, the clouds over head cleared even more so. The rhapsody consumed her, she began to dance, the wind, swirled around her, lifting her up, the blades of grass, with the wisps of flowers come aswell, twirling her form, as she landed down for them to drop. The song seemed to make the stars grow brighter, it would send those to fast, warming sleep, and those who where not yet there, bring them sweet company. If any romantics where so lucky to be going on, this would enchant the heart of the lovers. She then took a sight, and sat down, rolling to her stomach, to play with the small flower, there, she was alone, utterly, but now it seemed to not matter.
~ Suddenly, she felt a shudder run thorugh out her, she heard it's call, the Call of NightBane...this brought a tear to her eye. "Why." she said, as the song went on and on, hopefullly it would sooth even her. The song then would die down to a sorrowful lament. They where here, she felt it...The NightBane Sisterhood, had been re-born, she could sense her...The One Sata Nur, she felt it deep inside.~
Back in her old room in Castle Emain, the box that held all her deep belongings, began to glow an array of purple and green, all the artifacts would boom, and color would splash upon the walls. But that did not stop her, oh no. The Shadows song even in the lament was soothing, even to her, as she knelt down, to cry..... Tears flowing freely down, slowly, but freely, like rain, they fell to the blades of grass that held them. She was not alone now, for their presence told her she would be in their company, if she didn't stop them, they where notorious for destroying or dominating Kingdoms....Ulster seemed to be their target... "Why?" she said, as she placed her face in her hands.....But still it rang, the Shadow's Song filled her, it was as if the Shadow's had taken it from her to play, and they petted her, the spirits of the hills carressed her (metaphor.) As sorrow took her, but not for herself but for the place she loved....Ulster.....
She walked slowly, her voice of magic rang through and through, the clouds over head cleared even more so. The rhapsody consumed her, she began to dance, the wind, swirled around her, lifting her up, the blades of grass, with the wisps of flowers come aswell, twirling her form, as she landed down for them to drop. The song seemed to make the stars grow brighter, it would send those to fast, warming sleep, and those who where not yet there, bring them sweet company. If any romantics where so lucky to be going on, this would enchant the heart of the lovers. She then took a sight, and sat down, rolling to her stomach, to play with the small flower, there, she was alone, utterly, but now it seemed to not matter.
~ Suddenly, she felt a shudder run thorugh out her, she heard it's call, the Call of NightBane...this brought a tear to her eye. "Why." she said, as the song went on and on, hopefullly it would sooth even her. The song then would die down to a sorrowful lament. They where here, she felt it...The NightBane Sisterhood, had been re-born, she could sense her...The One Sata Nur, she felt it deep inside.~
Back in her old room in Castle Emain, the box that held all her deep belongings, began to glow an array of purple and green, all the artifacts would boom, and color would splash upon the walls. But that did not stop her, oh no. The Shadows song even in the lament was soothing, even to her, as she knelt down, to cry..... Tears flowing freely down, slowly, but freely, like rain, they fell to the blades of grass that held them. She was not alone now, for their presence told her she would be in their company, if she didn't stop them, they where notorious for destroying or dominating Kingdoms....Ulster seemed to be their target... "Why?" she said, as she placed her face in her hands.....But still it rang, the Shadow's Song filled her, it was as if the Shadow's had taken it from her to play, and they petted her, the spirits of the hills carressed her (metaphor.) As sorrow took her, but not for herself but for the place she loved....Ulster.....
