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Authors: Arial Burnz
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the man licked her blood from his lips, “I will leave you to your tragic life.” The molten silver glow faded from his eyes.
The questions swirling through her mind vanished in the familiar despair moving through her and gripping her heart. What twisted games were the Fates playing with her? Why relive all those moments, with Death so close in her arms, only to have her chance at freedom yanked away from her. She reached for him, but weakness lorded over her body. “Nay,” she tried to say over the lump in her throat, choking back the tears stinging her eyes. “You cannot leave me to this. Please…finish the task.”
He curled a finger under her chin. “All will be well.” He laid his palm to her forehead and Davina’s mind became a fog. All went black.
* * * * *
Stars sprinkled the sky above with the moon overhead. Davina sat up, her head pinning, and touched the lump throbbing on the back of her skull.
“Thank God!” a deep male voice exclaimed. A hazy figure knelt beside her, and she struggled to clear her vision to try and identify him. “What were you thinking!”
She scrunched her eyebrows in confusion, her mind a muddled mess. “Wha—?”
“I apologize. I may have been a little overzealous in trying to save you from yourself.” When she tried to stand up, his warm hands on her shoulders pushed her back down. “Methinks you need to stay seated for a moment longer. Do you know where you are?”
Davina scanned the area, the world coming into view. She sat in the middle of the forest clearing she frequented for solitude. Heather stood a distance away, nibbling at some leaves on a bush. Why was she here? Glancing at her trembling hands, she hoped to find the answers. Her eyes wandered, and in the stranger’s hand, she recognized her dagger. She beheld the stranger, his emerald eyes filled with concern in the silver light of the moon. How familiar he seemed. Her breath caught in her throat. How very much like her Gypsy dream lover, yet not like him.
“You remember,” he said, nodding. “You are very fortunate I came along, mistress. What would possess you to take your own life, only God will know, but for the sake of your soul, I hope you do not try to repeat that ghastly task.”
“Sir, if you please.” She laid an imploring hand upon his arm. “What happened?”
“Oh, I thought you remembered.” He cleared his throat. “You were going to take your life, so I stopped you. In the process, you hit your head. I hope you can forgive me.” He rolled his eyes and mumbled, “I may have almost finished the deed for you myself, with my clumsiness.”
“Not to wish you ill tidings, sir, but I wish you had finished the deed.”
“Nonsense!” He inhaled a breath and seemed to gain control over his outburst. “Why do you suppose I’m out here, young miss?”
“I’m not sure I understand what you imply, sir.”
“I will come right out and say it, in spite of how mad my words will sound.” He took both her hands in his and stared pointedly into her eyes. “‘Tis not by chance that I wandered these woods this night. I say this after having saved your life, but I doubted my sanity at first. I was passing through your humble little town below and these woods called to me. A message came into my mind as I searched, not knowing what I searched for. The message said, ‘You must tell her that he will return, that he will rescue her. You must tell her not to give up hope and hold tight to that vision of strength.’”
Davina gasped.
“Do you know what that means?”
She nodded.
“Good, because I certainly do not.” The corner of his handsome mouth turned up when she offered no explanation. “Well, it matters not. I’m glad I’m not cracked after all.”
“So am I, sir,” she replied in awe. A new hope blossomed in Davina’s chest. “I thank the Lord you were listening to Him this night. Thank you for stopping me.” She resisted the urge to hug this dark stranger, who
The questions swirling through her mind vanished in the familiar despair moving through her and gripping her heart. What twisted games were the Fates playing with her? Why relive all those moments, with Death so close in her arms, only to have her chance at freedom yanked away from her. She reached for him, but weakness lorded over her body. “Nay,” she tried to say over the lump in her throat, choking back the tears stinging her eyes. “You cannot leave me to this. Please…finish the task.”
He curled a finger under her chin. “All will be well.” He laid his palm to her forehead and Davina’s mind became a fog. All went black.
* * * * *
Stars sprinkled the sky above with the moon overhead. Davina sat up, her head pinning, and touched the lump throbbing on the back of her skull.
“Thank God!” a deep male voice exclaimed. A hazy figure knelt beside her, and she struggled to clear her vision to try and identify him. “What were you thinking!”
She scrunched her eyebrows in confusion, her mind a muddled mess. “Wha—?”
“I apologize. I may have been a little overzealous in trying to save you from yourself.” When she tried to stand up, his warm hands on her shoulders pushed her back down. “Methinks you need to stay seated for a moment longer. Do you know where you are?”
Davina scanned the area, the world coming into view. She sat in the middle of the forest clearing she frequented for solitude. Heather stood a distance away, nibbling at some leaves on a bush. Why was she here? Glancing at her trembling hands, she hoped to find the answers. Her eyes wandered, and in the stranger’s hand, she recognized her dagger. She beheld the stranger, his emerald eyes filled with concern in the silver light of the moon. How familiar he seemed. Her breath caught in her throat. How very much like her Gypsy dream lover, yet not like him.
“You remember,” he said, nodding. “You are very fortunate I came along, mistress. What would possess you to take your own life, only God will know, but for the sake of your soul, I hope you do not try to repeat that ghastly task.”
“Sir, if you please.” She laid an imploring hand upon his arm. “What happened?”
“Oh, I thought you remembered.” He cleared his throat. “You were going to take your life, so I stopped you. In the process, you hit your head. I hope you can forgive me.” He rolled his eyes and mumbled, “I may have almost finished the deed for you myself, with my clumsiness.”
“Not to wish you ill tidings, sir, but I wish you had finished the deed.”
“Nonsense!” He inhaled a breath and seemed to gain control over his outburst. “Why do you suppose I’m out here, young miss?”
“I’m not sure I understand what you imply, sir.”
“I will come right out and say it, in spite of how mad my words will sound.” He took both her hands in his and stared pointedly into her eyes. “‘Tis not by chance that I wandered these woods this night. I say this after having saved your life, but I doubted my sanity at first. I was passing through your humble little town below and these woods called to me. A message came into my mind as I searched, not knowing what I searched for. The message said, ‘You must tell her that he will return, that he will rescue her. You must tell her not to give up hope and hold tight to that vision of strength.’”
Davina gasped.
“Do you know what that means?”
She nodded.
“Good, because I certainly do not.” The corner of his handsome mouth turned up when she offered no explanation. “Well, it matters not. I’m glad I’m not cracked after all.”
“So am I, sir,” she replied in awe. A new hope blossomed in Davina’s chest. “I thank the Lord you were listening to Him this night. Thank you for stopping me.” She resisted the urge to hug this dark stranger, who
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