Post by sadrain on Jan 16, 2008 3:53:08 GMT
"Mommy! Mommy! You are finally home!" little girl shouted running as fast as her bare feet could carry her. Her bright green eyes shone in happiness as tall, slender woman with golden hair pulled her in tight hug and took up in air. "I missed you, sweetie," woman whispered. "I missed you too, mommy. Is daddy here too?" child asked. "Daddy is right here, deary. Just like your brother," said man coming closer to two woman who he loved the most in all worlds.
Hot tears streamed down their cheeks at their reunion. They have finally reuinited, after so many years.
And girl didn't care that hour ago she had been 18 years old and died of bullet because she was half elf. Because here everyone could be as old they wished and more happy as ever on Earth.
"Rest in peace," small hand closed glassy, green eyes.
Street was full with bodies. Blood colored street red and screams seemed to still echoe in air.
In middle of this gory scene stood young woman, her dark clothes form giving soft light and spreading peace. She closed her eyes that was full with blackness and didn't reflect light and after moment sight of this all faded around her and she stood on top of building. Harsh wind blew, pushing golden colored wisps in her fragile, pale face but she seemed to not notice it.
If people would look up to the roof where she was standing they would think they are seeing things. With her black, laced dress flowing to her feet and thick, golden brown braid almost reaching her knees girl looked like a princess from a fairy tale book. But the pure light's wings made her more like a strange angel. In her right hand girl held staff, crafted from a dark wood, strange patterns and runes carwed in it. The glow surrounding her body slowly faded and her wings from white turned gray and folded them. Her black eyes didn't show any emtions but sadness was almost visible around this girl. As well as peace.
Hot tears streamed down their cheeks at their reunion. They have finally reuinited, after so many years.
And girl didn't care that hour ago she had been 18 years old and died of bullet because she was half elf. Because here everyone could be as old they wished and more happy as ever on Earth.
"Rest in peace," small hand closed glassy, green eyes.
Street was full with bodies. Blood colored street red and screams seemed to still echoe in air.
In middle of this gory scene stood young woman, her dark clothes form giving soft light and spreading peace. She closed her eyes that was full with blackness and didn't reflect light and after moment sight of this all faded around her and she stood on top of building. Harsh wind blew, pushing golden colored wisps in her fragile, pale face but she seemed to not notice it.
If people would look up to the roof where she was standing they would think they are seeing things. With her black, laced dress flowing to her feet and thick, golden brown braid almost reaching her knees girl looked like a princess from a fairy tale book. But the pure light's wings made her more like a strange angel. In her right hand girl held staff, crafted from a dark wood, strange patterns and runes carwed in it. The glow surrounding her body slowly faded and her wings from white turned gray and folded them. Her black eyes didn't show any emtions but sadness was almost visible around this girl. As well as peace.