Bound Essence series, Part One

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will our people survive the coming darkness. If our people do not stand together, we will be wiped out of

like a shimmering silver color. Why am I not frightened by this? And why do I feel like I already kno

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many disguises. Our souls recognize each other. We will meet in e

een this?

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... Our grandchildren.... Generation after generation, we are reborn to find each other. To love each other. He turned my body so that my back was now facing him and started undoing the laces

limbed in. He reached a hand out to me, which I took as I joined him on the makeshift bed. He kissed me gently, sweetly, running his hands all over my body. My body warmed all over. As is customary in my tribe, I took him in

wered myself onto his body. There was a sharp pain and it stol

my life." He said a

sion. His hands touched every part of my body. He cupped my breast, taking it into his mouth, his tongue curled around the nipple and my back bowed of its own accord. He held me in place, guiding our pace and our bodies moved in perfect

y could just stay in bed all day doing this. Now I understood why some of the newly married couples would sometimes hold up in their huts for days after

Johan reached towards the floor. His hand reappeared

er exactly where, an old woman came up to me, a gift for your new bride, she said, handing me this knife. I told her I was not betrot

lly crafted. The blade was about thirteen inches long and the hilt was shaped like a fox wound around a triquetra. I balanced the blade on one finger, watching as it sway

can't read it. The language

ancient language, I could feel

rnally yours

about our childhood. He has been taught the politic

it and have conversations with people no one else could see. My grandfather noticed and took me into an elders' mee

ed?" He prod

rted speaking to someone standing behind one of them

asked, making small lazy circles

, and definitely not

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f the elders and said, she wants me to repeat wor

ou to....."

ish, you were always a st

not, albeit she needs some training. She possesses untapped powers, powers that will need channeling. I had hoped you wo

woman and asked, W

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old woman's hand. Then suddenly, everyone could see her as she became solid. After that day, everyone in the

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Brana and she was our tribe's previous shamaness, our tribe's on

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nd kissed my f

iful name." He sai

ther, on the morning I was born, there

A beautiful nam

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a great warrior,

asped at the same time. He sat up and waved his left hand in the air. He stopped shaking his hand and looked down at it. There was a faint outline of scr