...dream me a little dream...
*The grass shifted over the dark field, brushing one way and then the next as the stiff winds changed. There was no moon out for light, yet it was still bright enough to see just a ways in front of yourself. She felt her bare feet on the grass, blades of it coming up around her toes, tickling at the bottoms and then around her ankles now and then. It was silent. There was no sound other than the wind, save her beating heart.. and her slow breath. She was clutching something tightly against her chest... she had agreed to stay out of the way, the battle, which had been on the other side was still raging, but there was no sound to go with it. She was a look out, in case anyone tried to come behind them and surprise attack. There was no one. The wind picked up again, grabbing the ends of her hair and swishing it around carelessly. Her soft blue green eyes were keeping a constant look out, making sure she could see no one... it was just her and the grass.
The time passed and she stood still, suddenly she felt something, a thick arm came up around her throat, in shock she dropped her spell book, her eyes growing wide in disbelief. Slowly the man seemed to take shape, having been invisible. She felt the sharp point of a blade against her bad and the rough dull sound of his voice against her ear... she couldn't understand him. She cried out mentally for her husband, for anyone... they were coming... Carpathians were coming. Her capture grabbed her tightly by her frosty white hair, forcing her back against him and the blade. In the distance she could see her husband, running as fast as he could towards her. She continued to cry out mentally, not making a sound for this man who had surprise attacked her. Just over the hill... she could almost see him completely... her husband.
Then suddenly a sharp sting came to her, she felt the blade cut into her like a hot knife into butter... so sharp. It moved up into her body, first through her back, hitting her kidney, slicing up through her stomach, puncturing her diaphram, and finally finding her left lung. She cried out in pain before the air seemed to fall away from her. Her husband... he was coming. She looked towards him, the blade coming out of her chest, her vision became blurry as she finally caught enough air to mutter a quick spell, just before she fell limp. Her body lurched forward and there stood her other half, long dark black hair, circling around her, her eyes quick with worry as Farfello was almost near. The man who was stunned by seeing this grabbed her again quickly, discarding the white haired woman to the ground and pulling this new woman backwards as he had done before.
She felt part of her hair come out of her head... she felt the blade come up again but this time against her throat.. her own blood was still warm on the edge, her eyes looked back through the darkness at her husband's face. He seemed so scared... so worried. He was almost there... the man behind her laughed wickedly, as if he knew who this man was... who she was. She closed her eyes for just a second, opening them again... he was less than 50 feet away... so soon, she would be in his arms. She almost smiled, knowing her knight was going to save her*
... FARFE....
*The blood covered blade cut into her throat, she felt her blood again, she couldn't speak... couldn't breath. Her vision became blurred again, her eyes trying to focus on her husband... that look on his face... she felt blood pouring down her chest... down over her bare feet. Slowly her eyes closed... there was no sound... but she felt as if she was still crying out for him. She was just surrounded by darkness... there was nothing else.*
*Jessica, wrapped in covers thrashed around in bed for a couple more moments before sitting up, she had been calling out in her sleep to Farfello. Her eyes were wide with terror, her brow covered in sweat... she swallowed hard. She looked around the dark room, shivering from the nightmare she had just had... but she knew it hadn't really been a nightmare. Jessica Noel De Ciel Greystone... knew how she was going to die.*
(Love yous. *nuzzles nuzzle* )
The time passed and she stood still, suddenly she felt something, a thick arm came up around her throat, in shock she dropped her spell book, her eyes growing wide in disbelief. Slowly the man seemed to take shape, having been invisible. She felt the sharp point of a blade against her bad and the rough dull sound of his voice against her ear... she couldn't understand him. She cried out mentally for her husband, for anyone... they were coming... Carpathians were coming. Her capture grabbed her tightly by her frosty white hair, forcing her back against him and the blade. In the distance she could see her husband, running as fast as he could towards her. She continued to cry out mentally, not making a sound for this man who had surprise attacked her. Just over the hill... she could almost see him completely... her husband.
Then suddenly a sharp sting came to her, she felt the blade cut into her like a hot knife into butter... so sharp. It moved up into her body, first through her back, hitting her kidney, slicing up through her stomach, puncturing her diaphram, and finally finding her left lung. She cried out in pain before the air seemed to fall away from her. Her husband... he was coming. She looked towards him, the blade coming out of her chest, her vision became blurry as she finally caught enough air to mutter a quick spell, just before she fell limp. Her body lurched forward and there stood her other half, long dark black hair, circling around her, her eyes quick with worry as Farfello was almost near. The man who was stunned by seeing this grabbed her again quickly, discarding the white haired woman to the ground and pulling this new woman backwards as he had done before.
She felt part of her hair come out of her head... she felt the blade come up again but this time against her throat.. her own blood was still warm on the edge, her eyes looked back through the darkness at her husband's face. He seemed so scared... so worried. He was almost there... the man behind her laughed wickedly, as if he knew who this man was... who she was. She closed her eyes for just a second, opening them again... he was less than 50 feet away... so soon, she would be in his arms. She almost smiled, knowing her knight was going to save her*
... FARFE....
*The blood covered blade cut into her throat, she felt her blood again, she couldn't speak... couldn't breath. Her vision became blurred again, her eyes trying to focus on her husband... that look on his face... she felt blood pouring down her chest... down over her bare feet. Slowly her eyes closed... there was no sound... but she felt as if she was still crying out for him. She was just surrounded by darkness... there was nothing else.*
*Jessica, wrapped in covers thrashed around in bed for a couple more moments before sitting up, she had been calling out in her sleep to Farfello. Her eyes were wide with terror, her brow covered in sweat... she swallowed hard. She looked around the dark room, shivering from the nightmare she had just had... but she knew it hadn't really been a nightmare. Jessica Noel De Ciel Greystone... knew how she was going to die.*
(Love yous. *nuzzles nuzzle* )