Unfinished Business

A couple of stories that I've started over the years....and never bothered to finish. They're still good reading for me from time to time though, lol

Eulogy of a Witch
Hell my witch, myl ovely south witch. They have ripped my love from my heart, they have ripped my heart to ribbons that bleed red in anxiety. My lovely witch, called away to your gods, may you finally find a resting placed where the winds of hope are not blown away by the gale of despair. My the tide waters of the west be kind to you as Mother Earth protects you in her heart. May the fire of the sky be called to destroy the one who destroyed you, and still is, even now. My south witch , your circle is nevermore. It cannot exist without the anchor in the south direction. The memory of my lovely south witch shall remain evermore in my mind, the vision evermore in my eyes, and the soul evermore in my heart. My lovely witch, without a hateful bone in your body, how can an action so gross be upon you head? My lovely witch, you will ever be in my mind, and I will ever act to avenge your death.

Teleina Asaria Setemyr, de Lupine
North Witch upon the death of her South Witch



Lamentations
The thunderstorm outweighed the cry of the lonely mourner. She looked up to the dark sky with hatred filling her eyes. Thin red welts appeared in her hands where the fingers clenched tightly against the soft palm. "Murders, all of you! Murders!" she cried out to the heavens. As if the answer, a flash of lightening appeared, seemingly from nowhere, to rest at the foot of the coffin. Breaking her silent stare with the invisible forces, she returns her gaze to the grave. A long thin cross was scored across the top of the coffin. A mockery completed by the religious lunatics. She knew that inside the shell was dressed in white, its' hands clasped in an unspoken prayer, yet another mockery, meant for degregation long after death. With a a lonely, solitary sigh, she lifed the lid to gaze at the sight, her suspicions confirmed. Kneeling beside the coffin, she prayed one last time to the god of hers ath long since failed her. Then, as the first rays of sun strayed over the horizon, she soul of the dead rose from her prayer and slipped away from her empty shell..........