~* Hearts & Hands *~
Epilogue
The sky opened under with a thunder crash which shook the world beneath it, and let loose a bail howl of scaling winds, and rains of pelting feircing which knew no mercy, and would give no remorse to destruction. Lightening streaked the sky as the only relief the perfect dark of the raging storm as it gave homage to it's lone receiver.
She stood, dry, looking untouched by the rain, a small arc of sparkling light above her head as a spell she had but just cast to protect herself. It was rare that this would happen. Something was wrong, someone was angry, and they now wanted her attention.
"I hear, Lady, and I obey. What is your wish?"
The skies rumbled only louder as if incensed at her presumptuousness, and lightening touched down to knock an object barely feet from her. Kneeling by it, drenched now with her magical shield having vanished in her exhaustion and struggle, she realized it was a tree, but not only a tree.
The destruction of the precious amount of life spoke volumes, and the woman felt her heart tremble in wonderment and fear of the coming as a soft whisper broadly touched her ear, sending an affectionate, and rather passionate shiver through her spine.
"It has been proclaimed, my child. The path is rock, and home is far - for all. Band ye well if ye can, with each of them, with hearts and hands."
Epilogue
The sky opened under with a thunder crash which shook the world beneath it, and let loose a bail howl of scaling winds, and rains of pelting feircing which knew no mercy, and would give no remorse to destruction. Lightening streaked the sky as the only relief the perfect dark of the raging storm as it gave homage to it's lone receiver.
She stood, dry, looking untouched by the rain, a small arc of sparkling light above her head as a spell she had but just cast to protect herself. It was rare that this would happen. Something was wrong, someone was angry, and they now wanted her attention.
"I hear, Lady, and I obey. What is your wish?"
The skies rumbled only louder as if incensed at her presumptuousness, and lightening touched down to knock an object barely feet from her. Kneeling by it, drenched now with her magical shield having vanished in her exhaustion and struggle, she realized it was a tree, but not only a tree.
The destruction of the precious amount of life spoke volumes, and the woman felt her heart tremble in wonderment and fear of the coming as a soft whisper broadly touched her ear, sending an affectionate, and rather passionate shiver through her spine.
"It has been proclaimed, my child. The path is rock, and home is far - for all. Band ye well if ye can, with each of them, with hearts and hands."
