Honey_B
Weaver of Dreams
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A closed thread for Prometheus 2 and Honey B...
She walked down the road at a brisk pace, not noticing the sharp stones as they bruised the soles of her feet. Something of great import was about to happen and the young woman concerned herself with speculating what it might be. She had eyes of luminous blue. On days like today, the sun brought out the golden flecks immersed within them. They darted ahead to a flutter of black in the fallen brown leaves. She rushed forward, her elfin face intent. It was a bird, a raven, barely a hatchling. Crouching down, she scooped up the creature in her small hands. The softness of its feathery down felt silken against her fingers and made her smile.
Without warning, loud shrieks broke the stillness of the forest's quiet. She looked up to see the air thick with black forms. Angry ravens were swooping between the trees.
"I shall protect and care for this young one, now and for always."
Her voice was soft and low, yet communicated an unspoken power. The promise soothed the kin of the tiny bird. The flock circled the tops of the trees once before disappearing into the distance. From within the shelter of her cupped hand came a small voice, barely a whisper.
"And I shall leave you nevermore."
One year later, Lenore stepped from her hut. The raven, now full grown, perched upon her shoulder. She lifted him to her forearm.
"My dear friend, go. Find him if you can. If you should locate the man that haunts my dreams, lead him back to me. Go now. Fly safely."
The great bird turned its magnificent head and looked into her eyes, seeing to the very depths of her soul. If a bird could smile, surely the raven would have done so.
She walked down the road at a brisk pace, not noticing the sharp stones as they bruised the soles of her feet. Something of great import was about to happen and the young woman concerned herself with speculating what it might be. She had eyes of luminous blue. On days like today, the sun brought out the golden flecks immersed within them. They darted ahead to a flutter of black in the fallen brown leaves. She rushed forward, her elfin face intent. It was a bird, a raven, barely a hatchling. Crouching down, she scooped up the creature in her small hands. The softness of its feathery down felt silken against her fingers and made her smile.
Without warning, loud shrieks broke the stillness of the forest's quiet. She looked up to see the air thick with black forms. Angry ravens were swooping between the trees.
"I shall protect and care for this young one, now and for always."
Her voice was soft and low, yet communicated an unspoken power. The promise soothed the kin of the tiny bird. The flock circled the tops of the trees once before disappearing into the distance. From within the shelter of her cupped hand came a small voice, barely a whisper.
"And I shall leave you nevermore."
One year later, Lenore stepped from her hut. The raven, now full grown, perched upon her shoulder. She lifted him to her forearm.
"My dear friend, go. Find him if you can. If you should locate the man that haunts my dreams, lead him back to me. Go now. Fly safely."
The great bird turned its magnificent head and looked into her eyes, seeing to the very depths of her soul. If a bird could smile, surely the raven would have done so.
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