A/N: Thanks to my first reviewer, Tessabe!
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She dances in shadow, for a doom upon her lies;
That if once the sunlight touches her the Shadowdancer dies.
And on his line is this curse laid—that once the day is sped
In sleeplike death he lies until again the night has fled.
Lythe Shadowdancer watch as the sun finally set, and twilight came. It was the only time she could go outside when there was sunlight.
About time, she thought. The days just keep getting longer and longer.
Lythe carefully crawled out of the small cave she had slept in, wary to avoid the remaining patches of sunlight on the ground as night took over.
But maybe that would be better, to have the sunlight hit me, she thought gloomily, rather than hide in a cave by day and come out at night.
She sighed as she sat on the ground, burrowing her face in her arms.
The only reason I make sure to not get hit by the sun is because of a childish dream of a knight in shining armor coming to rescue me… or maybe it is because I am too afraid, too cowardly… I don't know…
Lythe sat up from the ground and started walking around the edges of the lake, watching the last of the sun's reflection on the water retreated as darkness took over.
It is a never ending battle between light and dark, sun and shadow, never to be won…
Lythe continued walking when she heard—
"Singing?" she said out loud. "Who is singing?"
One evening that is neither day nor night,
The time part bred of shadow, and partly born of light,
A trembling Shadowdancer heard the voice of love and doom
That sang a song of sunlight through the gathering evening gloom.
Lythe looked around, trying to locate the mysterious singer.
The music is so beautiful, she remarked.
Then she saw him. He was sitting on top of a rock on the opposite side of the lake from Lythe's cave.
He had an angelic face; tanned skin, sharp eyes, high cheekbones. His hair was the most beautiful shade of blond she had ever seen, like the bright stars on a clear night. It was cut short, resting just above his ears. His eyes were closed as he continued singing. Woodland creatures gathered around him, captivated by his mystic voice. Woodlarks, squirrels, deer, even a hawk, all listened, staring unblinkingly at the singer.
For some reason Lythe couldn't fathom, she felt drawn to the man.
No! she thought. He's just another passing traveler. He'll be gone by this time tomorrow.
While still unseen from the singer, Lythe headed towards the woods, committed to running in the reverse direction. But she couldn't. Lythe could only stand there listening to the beautiful music, tears running down her face knowing he would be gone tomorrow. She didn't know why, but that one thought seemed to tear her up inside.
A spell cast upon her, and she followed in its wake
To where Sunsinger sang it, all unheeding, by her lake.
She saw the one that she must love until the day she died—
Bitter tears for bitter loving then Shadowdancer cried.