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[NightShade]

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Many Years ago:

Wind swept across the cold plains of Caina as the wraith moved, with every step, skin congealed upon her form. What was she...She was 11. The steps soon began to make imprints in the snow and she moved closer to the house she could see it in her eye.

Somewhere in the dark night a baby cried and disturbed her rest Shade sat up in her lonely bed. She reached out she felt nothing except the book She opened the book and the page fell once more to the same spot as before.

Written in Madelain's own writing:

[Willow Smythe]

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Cold, bitter chill was in the air. She'd been walking forever. Snow was all that could be seen for miles on end. Each path semed to lead no where.

Where is this place?

We wait patiently for now for you child of grief, soon we will wait no longer....... A Whisper replied Willow.

She tossed and turned in her bed causing Orelen to groan in protest. As she sat up pain shot up her arm. Willow tried to massage her shoulder to make the pain cease.

Is that mirror constantly turning over inside?
Unable to go back to return to her slumber she got out of bed and stepped onto her balcony. The cool Malas air kissed her face as the wind blew. Cold enough that the air itself almost had icy shards that cut through her skin chilling her bones. Eva's words wispered along the night wind,
"Your rite of passage awaits you"
How many rites of passage must she endure? Long were the days gone that she was thought to be that of a living embodiment of Nightshade. Never thinking she was more.
Once when she was a forever child she accepted her fate of remaining just that. She trained herself to be accepting of the fact that she would receive no more than that of a child. She had let go of things beyond that. Why pine for which you cannot have?
Then her death brought so much to her life. New beginings and new possibilities, yet she continued just the same. After this came litterally learning to love and be loved. It was easy to dismiss it when she was a child and never look back. Now it was like she was learning to a new sense.

All this already in her young life and her family line still wishes her to prove her worth.

Her mother's voice than rang into her head

She reflected upon Nightshade's visit a few days ago. Her mother telling Willow that her rite of passage she learned to love. Willow was an outcome of this too. Nightshade's words rang in Willow's head,
"Hold her tight Orelen, While you can" Words spoken by Nightshade days ago.

These spoken words of her mother shocked Willow. She didn't know why her mother had said this, Willow was very much the capable sort. However grateful she was to have her family and lover at her side, she new she was strong enough to endure this all. She had already done so much before, what could be different?
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Malorn ‎(12:14 AM):
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