Post by Aria Wurud on Jan 26, 2014 15:09:17 GMT -4
Aria sat on an upturned log; it had been stripped of its bark and worn smooth from years of use. A small fire pit held a small fire. Freshly caught fish roasting on a strip of wire hung up by two sticks above the fire. The light of the flames cast a warm glow over a face deep in thought; the flickering light reflecting from her blue green orbs. A scar blazed across the young woman's face, the shadows that played across her face making it seem all the more gruesome. Soft leather gloves covered small hands; keeping them warm from the autumn chill that surrounded the area. She prodded the fire ever so gently with a stick; making the fire pop and crackle sending sparks up high through the bare canopy of branches.
Deep garnet hair tumbled gently around her shoulders, a large black cloak pulled around her small frame. Long legs poked out covered by form fitting pants, and high purple leather boots firmly stitched in a patch work pattern. Underneath her cloak a corset of similar make would cover her belly and chest; a long black tunic underneath that. As always the amulet hung from the gold chain was around her neck and hidden within the folds of her shirt.
She sighed and tucked a piece of hair behind a lightly tapered ear; this camping spot had been used many times. She tracked Garrett down to this spot a few times...she could understand why the solitude was nice here. The sound of the falls far enough away to not be defining, and the view from the lake at sunset memorizing. It was a good place to set up camp for the night. It would be some time before the fish was done so she sat back and begun to hum a tune. Slowly that tune formed words as her angelic voice drifted hauntingly across the forest.
Her voice had a hypnotic quality to it, the animals in the area fell silent the only sound the up and down melody weaving an unrest in those that heard it.
Deep garnet hair tumbled gently around her shoulders, a large black cloak pulled around her small frame. Long legs poked out covered by form fitting pants, and high purple leather boots firmly stitched in a patch work pattern. Underneath her cloak a corset of similar make would cover her belly and chest; a long black tunic underneath that. As always the amulet hung from the gold chain was around her neck and hidden within the folds of her shirt.
She sighed and tucked a piece of hair behind a lightly tapered ear; this camping spot had been used many times. She tracked Garrett down to this spot a few times...she could understand why the solitude was nice here. The sound of the falls far enough away to not be defining, and the view from the lake at sunset memorizing. It was a good place to set up camp for the night. It would be some time before the fish was done so she sat back and begun to hum a tune. Slowly that tune formed words as her angelic voice drifted hauntingly across the forest.
"Once twice thrice again
Lade da na na naa
Once twice thrice again
lada na da na naa
Child child don't you stay,
time time time again
child child run away
run away from
your doomed fate
Lada de da da daa lada deda da daa
Lada de da da daa lada na na nana daa
Lada de da da daa lada na na nana daa
Lada de da da daa lada deda da daa
Child child don't you stray
The beast it's on his way.
Child child run to me
my arms are what you seek
Lada da da de daa lada deda daaa
Lada da na na naa lada na na daa
limb from limb
tear away
lade da da de da da
Your blood is what it seeks
Your soul that he will reap.
Your blood is what it seeks
Your soul that he will reap.
Your blood is what it seeks
Your soul that he will reap.
time time time again
Once twice thrice again
Lada da da de daa lada deda daaa
Lada da na na naa lada na na daa
Once twice thrice again
time time time again
Lada da da de daa lada deda daaa
Lada da na na naa lada na na daa"
Her voice had a hypnotic quality to it, the animals in the area fell silent the only sound the up and down melody weaving an unrest in those that heard it.