The bleeding



The maze of dreams that fill my mind are fading, I open my eyes and feel the warmth of the sun light bathe my pale face in warmth, the brightness seem unbearable. But my eyes soon adjust to the bright light. I open them and look around me. I am still in the forest and to the left of me is a small lake with crystal clear water. There is sand close to the shore a few feet from were I am lying. Trees surround me and the small lake leaving a small amount of room for the lake and the soft grass that I am lying on top of. A dark green cloak is underneath me I see that my hands are bound by a thick rope.

I begin to try to break the ropes when I feel that I am being watched. I look around the clearing and my eyes see a figure siting on the ground clad in green almost fading into the forest, it is the elf that awoke me. At that moment I feel my blood rise and my body is racked by confusions as I feel my blood churn in side me. Bad blood, I think I must ride my self of it. I shut my eyes trying to cam my blood. When I open them again I see that the elf is leaning over me staring at me. I jerk away from him moving so quick that in a flash I am nearly 5 feet from him. I must ride my self of the bad blood that flows in my veins. I pull on the rope that binds my wrists after a moment I feel it give way and the rope beaks of my wrists, I am about to sit up when the convulsions ripe through my body ripping there way through my body.

I scream as the pain overwhelms me, burning it's way though my veins. The elf looks at me confused after a moment the convulsions stop. "Please" I beg him. "Cut my wrists help me ride my sell of this agony!" He looks at me with a look of shock. "Milady I will not kill you!" "You fool," I cry, "if you do not I will die!" "Please" I beg and I feel the convulsions ripe their way though my body and tears flow down my cheeks. Never in my long life have I ever begs some one like I do now. He moves closer to me and pulls a small dagger from his boot. "If it will stop your suffering" he says. He slides the knife over my wrists, and I feel a slight sting as it pierces my skin and a sigh of relief as I feel the black blood drain from my body and captured by the ground. After the last drop of the black blood is pushed out of my body, I feel my wrists heal leaving not a trace of the knife wound.

I sit up feeling new life flow in me my heart pumping fresh blood through out my body, and I feel my magick flow with it. My mind on fire with the rapture of my powers after my long sleep. I stand up feeling unbalanced and the elf holds out his hand to help me up. before he can say any thing I walk to the rivers edge and stepping forwards as I wade into the water feeling in envelope me in its warmth, and cleanse my body of the filth of my grave. How I have missed the water I think as it envelops me like a lover. So soft and tender, and I rise through it and into the air my feet dangle just above the water and I float gracefully back to the shore and my feet land on the soft earth again I shut my eyes and feel my senses fill with the wonderful smell of middle earth.

I look at the elf and see him looking at me with amazement, his cool blue eyes full of wonder at my returned beauty. " I thank you kind elf. You have saved me from the loneliness of my grave, how can I ever repay you?" He is still gazing at me with a look of wonder and it is a while before he finally speaks " It is a honor to have freed you milady, but perhaps you should find some thing to new to wear?" I look down and see that the tattered remains of my dress cling to my body showing a great deal of my skin. In fact it is degraded to the point that it is literally falling a part. I burst out laughing at my own nudity and grab the cloak that I was lying on to cover my self.

Here is again a short silence and I begin walking towards the edge of the woods. He calls out to me "Milady were are you going?" I turn and look at him and I amazed at how truly handsome he is. " I am going to my home" I say "I live in the high mountains" and I turn and start walk way from him. He calls out again. " But that is nearly 100 miles from there, how do you plan to get there?" I smile looking at him again. "Magick" Is all I say. He looks at me as if I am quite crazy. " Would you be in need of a companion on you journey?" he asks. I walk up to him and looking deep into his eyes deciding if I should take him with me. Then I ask " are you afraid of heights?" he shakes his head and I reach out for him and put my arms around him, confused he hugs me back and I whisper in his pointed ear. " Hold on tight" He seems even more confused, and the recognition sinks in, and be fore he can say any thing we shoot high it to the sky.

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