Thanks to a little kitty that keep telling me to write another story this one came about. So you can all that my kitty that got my brain working. If you want to beta this story let me know.
When I toll a herald has died. But most of the time a companion has died also. I shouldn't be tolling; I don't have a clapper or a rope at that. I have been around so long and I know most of the stories of heralds and companions.
I don't really want to toll. But I don't think I have a choice. All of the companions gather round me when someone has left and embraced the shadow lover. I have tried to stop tolling to maybe see if I didn't toll that the souls would stay here but it never works, I always end up tolling.
When I toll the sounds goes right through you and it sits in your heart. You become the sounds resonating through you; it shakes you to your core.
All of the heralds and companions know what has happened to the one that died. I know also. I know all of their stories and some that I'm not supposed to know of but I do.
I know of lost lifebonds where one hasn't died. I know of promises that where made and were kept even though I didn't think they could do that. I know of a companion that died but never got to chose, I still toll for that one, it only seemed fitting. I know of many stories and I will share some of them for you.
I am the death bell and this is my story.