A feather....
A white feather...
It sways so gracefully...
It drifts down and softly falls on a pool of murky water.
The water is red.
Dark...
Blood.
The water is filled with blood.
Suddenly there is a great black Raven.
It glides along the air. A word is spoken.
Its eyes...
Dark sespools of ink.
Blood runs down the Ravens head. Past its frightning eyes.
It glides inches above the water.
Over the feather, which moves slightly at the breeze.
The Ravens blackness contrasts sharply to the pure solitary feather.
Metal. Liquid metal. It rises from the depths and wraps its searing talons around the bird. So suddenly.
The smell... That smell of burning flesh.
Blood squeezes out from beetween the black feathers.
The bird cries silently out as it struggles against the harshly strong metal.
Its wings dip under the water, the blackness of the Ravens feathers are invaded with the red crimson blood of the water.
The Raven screams wordlessly as its fighting body is pulled below the surface.
Bubbles rise from the birds breathless beak.
Its eyes bulge.
The pressure builds in its lungs.
The white feather...
It drifts past the Raven slowly.
The metal tightens. A muffled cracking sound echos through the red water.
And the bird is lifeless.
The metal untwines itself from around the burning Raven. Blood oozes from around the bird, and an ominous crimson cloud flows from its crushed lungs.
The water is stained more, like the petals of a dying rose.
Blood...
The body slowly drifts down into the inky darkness of the water. The great maw of death reared over the motionless body.
The feather....
The Raven...
It softly falls into the mud, stirring up only a small amount as it settles on the bottom of the stagnant pool.
The feather...
It lands on the Ravens body. It begins to bleed. Its veins filling with red. The feather shimmers and then melts into the Raven.
It absorbes into the Raven....
The Ravens heart...
It lays motionless....
Then its eyes snap open and in their swimming, glassy, orbes....
Is the white feather...
* * *
Chesta sat bolt upright in bed. His body gleaming with tiny beads of sweat, he gasped for breath. He ran his fingers through his matted blond hair, while holding the other against his heart. It pounded against his chest, and cut the air from his lungs.
"Damn"Chesta muttered as he breathed deeply and closed his eyes in agony.
"That dream..."He whispered.
Kireis face insistently fills his minds eye. He could see her smiling. Hear her pretty laughter. "Nine days and Im already hooked"Chesta shook his head and opened his eyes. His room was dark and he could barely see in front of him.
He thought of the dream. It seemed murky already. Fading away into the reccess of his mind. Suddenly he remembered that word. Someone spoke a word. In a soft gentle voice, that seemed so menacing....
'What was that word?'
The dream seemed to balance on the edge of his memory. What happened in it? It was already fading.
"What was that word?"He cried as he wracked his brain to remember.
The white feather... the Raven... the Metal... the blood.... what did it all mean??
A white feather...
It sways so gracefully...
It drifts down and softly falls on a pool of murky water.
The water is red.
Dark...
Blood.
The water is filled with blood.
Suddenly there is a great black Raven.
It glides along the air. A word is spoken.
Its eyes...
Dark sespools of ink.
Blood runs down the Ravens head. Past its frightning eyes.
It glides inches above the water.
Over the feather, which moves slightly at the breeze.
The Ravens blackness contrasts sharply to the pure solitary feather.
Metal. Liquid metal. It rises from the depths and wraps its searing talons around the bird. So suddenly.
The smell... That smell of burning flesh.
Blood squeezes out from beetween the black feathers.
The bird cries silently out as it struggles against the harshly strong metal.
Its wings dip under the water, the blackness of the Ravens feathers are invaded with the red crimson blood of the water.
The Raven screams wordlessly as its fighting body is pulled below the surface.
Bubbles rise from the birds breathless beak.
Its eyes bulge.
The pressure builds in its lungs.
The white feather...
It drifts past the Raven slowly.
The metal tightens. A muffled cracking sound echos through the red water.
And the bird is lifeless.
The metal untwines itself from around the burning Raven. Blood oozes from around the bird, and an ominous crimson cloud flows from its crushed lungs.
The water is stained more, like the petals of a dying rose.
Blood...
The body slowly drifts down into the inky darkness of the water. The great maw of death reared over the motionless body.
The feather....
The Raven...
It softly falls into the mud, stirring up only a small amount as it settles on the bottom of the stagnant pool.
The feather...
It lands on the Ravens body. It begins to bleed. Its veins filling with red. The feather shimmers and then melts into the Raven.
It absorbes into the Raven....
The Ravens heart...
It lays motionless....
Then its eyes snap open and in their swimming, glassy, orbes....
Is the white feather...
* * *
Chesta sat bolt upright in bed. His body gleaming with tiny beads of sweat, he gasped for breath. He ran his fingers through his matted blond hair, while holding the other against his heart. It pounded against his chest, and cut the air from his lungs.
"Damn"Chesta muttered as he breathed deeply and closed his eyes in agony.
"That dream..."He whispered.
Kireis face insistently fills his minds eye. He could see her smiling. Hear her pretty laughter. "Nine days and Im already hooked"Chesta shook his head and opened his eyes. His room was dark and he could barely see in front of him.
He thought of the dream. It seemed murky already. Fading away into the reccess of his mind. Suddenly he remembered that word. Someone spoke a word. In a soft gentle voice, that seemed so menacing....
'What was that word?'
The dream seemed to balance on the edge of his memory. What happened in it? It was already fading.
"What was that word?"He cried as he wracked his brain to remember.
The white feather... the Raven... the Metal... the blood.... what did it all mean??