Song: The voice by Celtic woman
Disclamier: I own Nothing
There's that voice again! Where is it coming from? Link franticly looked around the dense forest.
"Listen, my child," you say to me
"I am the voice of your history
Be not afraid, come follow me
The image of a girl about 7 flashed through his head.
Answer my call, and I'll set you free"
Laughter graced his hliyan ears. Laughter, from the girl. Who was she?
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
The Golden eyed girl was hunched over holding her stomach. Link watched silently as she took her pale hands off of the wound. Blood came pouring out soaking the ground turning it to red.
I am the voice that always is calling you
I am the voice, I will remain
The image changed again. She was twirling around her eyes closed and a cute grin upon her face.
I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone
The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow
Now do I sleep throughout all the cold winter long
I am the voice that in springtime will grow
Leaves blew around the girl, sending her black moonlight touched hair in all directions.
I am the voice of the past that will always be
Filled with my sorrow and blood in my fields
The girl fell, the same stomach wound spilling blood.
I am the voice of the future, bring me your peace
Bring me your peace, and my wounds, they will heal
The wounds healed. she was smiling again, laughing and twirling around.
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice that always is calling you
I am the voice
The girl beckoned him running away all the while laughing.
I am the voice of the past that will always be
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice of the future
I am the voice, I am the voice
I am the voice, I am the voice
The girl was standing in the sacred spring of Ordana. Waving she disappeared into thin air.
R&R please.