Post by nostariel on Nov 6, 2006 20:24:45 GMT -5
Brown boots gently padded through the dark forest. The moon in the sky shimmered off of the red blade that was held in the white hand. Slender fingers clenched about it as the woman looked to the sky, her turqoise eyes shimmering saddly. Her black lips parted slightly as she took a small intake of air, then pulled a strand of Starch white hair behind her pointed white ears. This strange..what seemed some sort of a elf walked to the city of Aeur Baeyne...For you see, she was a bounty hunter. She got the job, they gave her money...She killed. She twirled the red bladded dagger about her hand for a moment then looked to the stars again, the night was silent, cold...She parted her lips and sang a song that came to her memory, yet...She could not remember her past...All she remembered was waking up, cold and frightened with naught but a name.Aradia. Her sweet song drifted from her lips...Haunting, Sad, yet strangely beautiful, an enchanting song that would make the coldest hearts soften and weep.
"I ngîl cennin erthiel
Ne menel aduial,
Ha glingant be vîr
Síliel moe.
I ngîl cennin firiel
Ne menel aduial,
And-dúr naun i fuin a galad firn
Naegriel moe.
An i natha
An i naun ului
A chuil, ann-cuiannen
Am meleth, perónen. "
Her voice rang through the forest like a broken harp...Haunting, yet beautiful...Like herself, she was fair and beautiful beyond eyes yet...SOmething about her was scary persay...She soon switched to the english version and her voice rung out once more.
"I saw a star rise high in the
Evening sky,
It hung like a jewel,
Softly shining.
I saw a star fade in the
Evening sky,
The dark was too deep and so light died,
Softly pining.
For what might have been,
For what never was.
For a life, long lived
For a love half given"
She looked down to the ground, now stopped...A bluish tinted tear falling from her turqoise orbs. The song of Aradia, had ended.
((This is what Aradia looks like
"I ngîl cennin erthiel
Ne menel aduial,
Ha glingant be vîr
Síliel moe.
I ngîl cennin firiel
Ne menel aduial,
And-dúr naun i fuin a galad firn
Naegriel moe.
An i natha
An i naun ului
A chuil, ann-cuiannen
Am meleth, perónen. "
Her voice rang through the forest like a broken harp...Haunting, yet beautiful...Like herself, she was fair and beautiful beyond eyes yet...SOmething about her was scary persay...She soon switched to the english version and her voice rung out once more.
"I saw a star rise high in the
Evening sky,
It hung like a jewel,
Softly shining.
I saw a star fade in the
Evening sky,
The dark was too deep and so light died,
Softly pining.
For what might have been,
For what never was.
For a life, long lived
For a love half given"
She looked down to the ground, now stopped...A bluish tinted tear falling from her turqoise orbs. The song of Aradia, had ended.
((This is what Aradia looks like