a shadow moved accrost the ground, stiring the wind in the air and the water running in rivulats on the groud.
a dark shaped showed itself in the bright moonlight above.
both moons showed brightly, full despite the horror of what was to happen.
a young womens face appeared, her long hair moving in the brezze as she watched the sene in front of her.
the ground wavered as tears poured down her face.
a drop of blood fell from her bitten lips.
in a clearing barly 10 feet wide, a young man stood surrounded by a bright ring of light.
the greens infused with the blue light, spread accrost his wide shoulders.
a distant chanting could be heard in the distance, the words uneligable.
a baby, barley a year old was held on a block of stone in the clearing.
her eyes the clear silver of their people, she did not cry or even wimper at the sights, sounds, and feelings brushing arround her.
her pointed ears showed her halfblood. barly persivable tips pointed out.
the women, seeing her daughter, ran into the clearing.
she stoped short as the man threw her a searing glare.
'what are you doing here?' he asked.
'please... dont do this..' she begged, turing just slightly to look in her daughters direction.
'ohh no," he said, "this is your punishment, this is what you brought on your self".
his anger was bright in his eyes making his silver eyes seam to glow like the moons in the sky.
"she is still your daughter.." the women said.
"ENOUGH, lilian, she is in no way related to me, and never will be" he shook his hear, a emotion quite like sorrow passed over his face.
"by law..." lilian started.
"by law i could have you killed" the man said pulling a sheathed dagger in stunning blue and green from a slot on his wast belt.
"please dont do this dylan, i didnt mean to" a sob broke her voice as she fell onto her knees.
"you should have thought of that before" dylan said his voice and expressin clearing into passivness.
the dagger was opeaned and gleaming in a downward arc, as muffled crying could be heard.
"goodbye little Art, life your life as you can" the words were wispered as dylan slashed his for-arm.
the blook spilled into a natural depression of stone below him, traviling down a small trent and surrounding the child.
"NO" the aunguished sound eccoed in the air, as a bright light of no color, yet all colors swept into the air.
the colored light surrounded the child, in seconds the young art was fully engulfed and in another was gone altogether.
at once the beautifull lilian slumped to the ground, her tears making the ground sprout small flowers and moss.
the one called dylan walked slowly over to her, and slowly put his hand on to her head.
"it needed to be done, she cannot survie here, you know this" he spoke softly, trying to sooth the badly shatteded edges of the womens soul.
"we could have found a way.." the wisper spoke into the wind.
"her true father would come, at least this way...this way she lives, even if among mortals"
he stood staring off into the distance contanplating the move he just made.
he loved his wife but he would not endanger her, especially not for something created out of force, somthing out of the darkerside of their nature.
she was innocent, he would not condem the child to live in there world raged with war and pain, with humans she had a hopend by god he would make sure she had a fighting chance.
"time to wake up" the voice shouted as from a distance.