The Bells Of Mourning
07-12-2013, 05:29 PM
| Erani |
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Erani walked heavily toward Seracia, head low, tail drooping. Her heart was torn inside, a weeping wound where happiness had been. He wouldn?t want her to mourn like this. He hadn?t let her mourn Guinevere, instead dropping his children in her care. And they had kept her mind occupied, until the tear in her heart had healed, filled in by his children. Erani?s eyes lifted to the sky, still stone grey from last night?s storm. Rain fell in a fine mist, veiling the surroundings in a dismal fog. Perfectly fitting her mood. How did you tell someone that a love one was lost. She had broken the news to Cairo, when Guinevere had lost the Battle with Death. But Epiphron? One of her heart?s daughters. This would devastate the young female, and just days after her wedding. Erani?s forward movement faltered, eyes falling to gaze toward the Seracian territory. A soft whine whispered from her throat. ?I love you all.? It had been more than last words. It had been a message to be passed on to those he loved. Epiphron was his daughter. She needed to be told, to know. Something in Erani?s heart nudged her forward, and her paws stepped forward. Slowly, she arrived to Seracia?s Borders, and tilted her head back, crooning a mournful song to her Daughter. |