First Reply Trading in Danger

[Ikki Ike]

She could feel the scream and the others around her... energy swirling as the force warned her of danger... first in her body with the small hair standing... and then along her skin as she could feel the air shift from movement. her body reacting when the blood pumping in her ears slowed down... spaced out with her perception heightening... able to see the world moving at a fraction of its own speed. She followed it and moved... her body adjusting as she pushed off... and into the blow. Moving away from the strike by the smallest distances so it looked like she was being knocked away and around. She impacted against one of the things and shoulder slammed it into the wall with a squeal. MOving down and around on the floor as she shot back up and looked for a brief moment. Things for a moment were quiet and than she could see Yondir and his eyes before taking it in... different colored eyes... something invading the mind.... she knew what was needed. Her shoulders rolling for a moment and she retracted the slicesabers into her gloves. Raising an eyebrow though as she closed her fists and raised her hands up looking at him. "Alright time for a little recalibration."

 

[Yondir Fenn]

Spoiler: Music OOC

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“Master?” The word was an echo in his head. It was all he heard after he’d spoken it.
I am…I am Jedi. The thought rang and rattled for a moment. He was so certain of it.
Master. Mother. Whatever that creature was, the man saw more than one woman.
Visions. Illusions. A lake became an ocean. Alone. Frozen. The man was broken.

The figure gazed, it moved, it walked.
Its eyes were green—its eyes were off.
As oblivious to Ikki Ike while she talked.
She could see that Yondir Fenn was gone.

“You are…” The man spoke. It sounded like Yondir.
“...You are Jedi…” Yet the voice belonged to another.
The figure stood still, not advancing with its lightsaber.
It's lit unlike the Master’s lights, but like the Knight’s eyes.

“Why have you entered my domain?”
The voice was bereft of any emotion.
There wasn’t rage—there was no hate.
Yondir’s mind was closed. Hers opened.

Ikki Ike

 

[Ikki Ike]

Yondir Fenn

He... she... it spoke but didn't attack. Maybe it was getting used to the body. SOmething few factored in was different species or movement... mental thoughs coming to her while she remained still and at the jedi ready stance. Feet planted apart, mentally focused on her and spoke. "I am... and so is the one you are overtaking. Release him and we will leave. We are explorers." She said it and they were here exploring, not raiding or grave robbing... there might be a chance to convince and not have there need to be a fight... though she was prepared in all instances. "This place has been unused for a long time, the locals don't even seem to remember it."

 

[Yondir Fenn]

Spoiler: Music OOC (Recurring)

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That figure, formerly known as Yondir Fenn, stood expressionless as it listened.
There was ever a stoic element to this man’s countenance, yet this was different.
His eyes glowed bright as his blade, a sickly green beaming beside the lightsaber.
In darkness, no candles, braziers, a broken glowstick and flashlight, his eyes burned.

“The dead do not remember,” the voice offered. “Their very memories are burned away.”
He tilted his gaze to the well of broken stone though it was. “Only their bones remain.”
He looked back at the Jedi. Rather, the girl looked back, it may be more correct to say.
“This was a fortress once.” He spoke, but she was close to the well. “Now it is a grave.”

“Jedi. Sith.” The voice all but spat at both names. “Sunlight. Moonlight. Both sides…lies...”
The body of Yondir Fenn stepped forward, slowly, toward the Jedi. “The dead can’t hide.”
His sword was by his side, not yet pointing forth. “Have you come in search of treasure?”
The girl was silent by the well as he carried her voice. “Do you wish to see what is under?”

And another step forward.
“What is buried beneath?”
Light from the well. Green.
“Come drink. Come dream.”

The body of Yondir Fenn beckoned that Jedi.
He lifted his weapon as the well glowed bright.
His lightsaber tilted, the blade against his neck.
“Come see.” She commanded. “Or he will die.”

Ikki Ike

 

[Ikki Ike]

Yondir Fenn

She listened to the being in the body and spoke with a straight face. "The treasure is the friends we make along the way." She said it while looking at the being and at the saber in its hand. Her eyes searching for signs of Yondir when she was going forward but remained out of reach. Her body moving and feet planted carefully and casually in a way few would notice. She did look at the well but she kept her attention and senses on tracking the woman... She walked around the well looking down but wouldn't drink. "Release him and we will be on our way." She said it while looking at her with her hands at the ready in case but she was also reaching out with the force to try and coax Yondir back to the surface... he needed to fight.

 

[Yondir Fenn]

Spoiler: Music OOC

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She listened to the being in the body and spoke with a straight face.
“The treasure is the friends we make along the way.” Along the way.
He repeated. No, she repeated. NO. She…he…he was…so...afraid…
Wake up, Yondir!...No, stay asleep, Yondir!...What is…my…name..?

The man’s eyes. They burned. He wanted to cry. Tears weren’t earned.
I should have kept my senses. Yes, you should've fought off the thoughts.
The vessel of Yondir Fenn stood still as the Jedi Master moved forward.
Toward the well, looking down, but would Ikki drink? Yondir Fenn is lost.

“Careful what you say, Jedi.” The lightsaber’s blade hummed beside him.
Right by his neck, threatening to burn in turn, to glide, slice, split his skin.
“I can and will release him of his little life if you wish it.” Meat and flesh said.
Yondir Fenn. Yes. That was his name. Once. “One wrong move and then death.”

Then that would be the very end of Yondir Fenn. Yondir... Fenn… The man blinked.
That…is…my…isn't…your…name… He wanted to wake and to sleep. Can she see?
“Look into the well. Gaze into my world.” The rotting girl said. “Just a glimpse.”
It…isn’t…in the…skin…it’s…in…the spirit… “Do it. Do it! If you value him, that is.”

A Jedi Knight’s mind, trapped inside the black room.
By a ghost, a girl, living, dead, or undead, in a tomb.
That vessel of Yondir Fenn just then jerked his head.
A singe on his skin. “Look. Don’t make me say again.”

Ikki Ike

 

[Ikki Ike]

Yondir Fenn

She remained with eyes locked on the being and there was the saber. "A jedi values all life spirit, using one to try and manipulate another." She paused for a moment and stood up straighter, adding something like a quarter inch to her height. "I know YOndir is a man of honor who would not want his body used to manipulate his fellow jedi. He would want to join the force rather than be used against us." She said it and didn't manipulate her wires yet she moved though... backwards towards the door... it seemed to want something and it had needed a body... it had wanted and tried to take him over and was trying to get her to do what he did... which didn't bode well but it had only been able to do it when they entered this room. HEr hands clasping in front of herself. "Yondir if you can hear me, I do apologize and am glad for all that you have taught me." She stepped at the archway into the room and remained there looking at the thing with its saber.

 

[Yondir Fenn]

Spoiler: Music OOC

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Yondir… Was that his name?
Dark water in a well. No lake.
Honor… He was a Jedi Knight.
For Ikki, others, he will sacrifice.

Maybe the well's entity felt denied.
Unable to comprehend these Jedi.
Their sense of compassion for life.
Their sacrifice. So a girl just cried.

“NOOO!” The voice bellowed.
“YOU CANNOT GO!” An echo...
It’s his voice, but hers, so hollow.
Screaming at Ikki, quaking stone.

Roared across the floor. So enraged.
Closing two doors within the archway.
Her pain, her hate, would seal their fate.
Neither of the Jedi would leave this place.

The chamber’s doors will seal at Ikki’s back.
This sorceress of darkness had cast her hand.
Yet she had only one and anger distracted her.
Her focus was now on Ikki, no longer on Yondir.

It was only a moment, like a droplet in an ocean.
A moment for her attention on him to be broken.
Mother... Master... These two women were neither.
Ikki was his partner and the other was a monster.

His visions, illusions, hallucinations, his fabrications.
His captor screamed while Yondir’s dreams burned.
He blinked, seeing Ikki, as both hands shot forward.
He blasted her with the Force. She will fly backward.

Run, Ike!

Back into the hallway, both doors closing before her.
Instead of at her back. Now she wouldn’t be trapped.
Whether those doors opened again, it did not matter.
Yondir Fenn would not die as a prisoner but as a man.

The Knight, the Ranger, turned just then to face that witch.
Just in time, for a blast of lightning came flying right for him.
It bit his blade, crackling, bathing the room in blue green light.
The light... Yondir had to fight, even if he saw with only one eye.

Whether this chamber was cut off to her, whatever his partner did next, Yondir had to fight.
In the bite of lightning’s light, he had time and mind to glimpse back on this girl’s actions.
This witch was strong but also weak in her decayed state. Her power over Yondir lessened.
Even if it's only for this very moment. She had to gradually take him with her possession.

She couldn't instantly do the same to Ikki. Without Yondir, the girl couldn’t even speak.
She was enraged as Ikki stepped away, not wanting her to leave. Could she even leave?
Did she need these Jedi to break a hex at her gate? Either way, her fate would be death.
Whether the doors open again, Yondir Fenn will find a way, even if it meant his own end.

RUN!

Ikki Ike

 

[Ikki Ike]

Yondir Fenn

She remained neutral and blank in her expression, allowing the force to calm her mind and focus it as the being in Yondir was gettting angry and anger clouded thoughts.. disrupted focus... as it did not as intended.. she had hoped it would shock him out of it more but baby steps was the name of it now as she was sent back and the doors closed in front of her. Dangerous to let happening but she for a moment had been able to feel Yondir and allowed the force to breathe around herself. She didn't pound or try and doors... instead focusing on the force and her sense of direction... allowing it to guide her feet and movement as she went around and through the halls.

He was in there.. he hadn't completely given in which was a benefit to her... maybe there was some hope for him after all. A rare smile crept on her face though as she kicked off a wall and grabbed onto a vent... pulling the grate off and herself up. She could sense it went up and around... over towards the dome of the room where she came out in a chamber around it and could feel the darkside through the stone... hear it herself where she was looking... but this was the domain of a dangerous threat... granted she might be contained here for now. Ikki moved around it and was looking around while she was trying to think about what they could do and an idea came to her mind.

Hang On Yondir. She said it through the force and tried to reach out to him to at least get him to think he might have mommy issues but she would just have to be the stronger jedi dommy mommy and get him to focus.

 

[Yondir Fenn]

Spoiler: Music OOC (Recurring)

Ikki Ike breathed in the Force behind those closed doors.
Her attempts, intentions, were benevolent, nothing more.
Yet, Yondir Fenn was out of his element, his mind blinded.
Judgment clouded, because of her, the one other woman.

The Jedi could sense the other one, though. So doubtless.
To deny her very presence, well, that was to be powerless.
And Yondir wasn’t. He had strength. Some semblance of it.
He is weak, his focus so split, if yet still alive in the moment.

Truthfully, it is in part his partner’s strength that she had lent him.
“He would want to join the Force rather than be used against us.”
She had said. Her words had driven him. Yondir would die for this.
For her, for others. It was no mere sacrifice. It was Jedi. It was just.

The issue wasn’t having mommy issues but in his being possessed.
This entity had been subtly working at him since he entered the ruins.
Perhaps. Mayhap since the moment he had entered the water then.
A dark pool, with its watcher, the monster. Whatever. He isn’t through.

The girl from the well had given him visions, tearing at his very fabrics.
She had tampered with his reality, so that he perceived more than her.
More than Ikki, even. He saw figures where there should be no others.
Were those shadows even real? Ghosts? Were those shapes illusions?

Whatever the case, when your mind was being flayed, you saw Mother.
Yondir had seen the lake of his homeworld, its lady, as much as the girl.
As much as Ikki. Now he struggled to see. He just heard her words curl.
Master’s. No other’s. Hang on, Yondir. She had not left as he’d gestured.

Though why should anyone else suffer?
Lightning crackled and it shot forward.
Yondir’s lightsaber keeping it at bay.
How long for, the Knight cannot say.

Ikki… The Knight was growing weak.
He broke away and rolled to the side.
Electricity struck the walls. So bright.
YOU WILL DIE! She cried. Help me...

Ikki Ike

 

[Ikki Ike]

Yondir Fenn

The feelings there in the force came to her... allowing her mind to react and spread out as she felt something below... so she could sense her through the stones but she didn't seem to be able to get outside of it. This was confirmation and something that she would be able to better work in a few parts... staying there and hearing Yondir in the force. 'I am here' She said it and was reaching out for him when she found a loose stone and kicked at it to open the room and looked down at the well and at the thing. SHe wasn't worried about stealth in this case... it knew she was here and she knew where it was.. what they needed to be abel to do here was just survive and her slice sabers went into the areas between the stone to open it up and make some more space for Yondir to try and leap up to her. "Come on, I will catch you."

 

[Yondir Fenn]

Spoiler: Music OOC

He'd broken from his opponent, rolling away. Get up! Back on his feet. Stay awake!
The voice inside his head was his own. That was the voice of Jedi Knight Yondir Fenn.
Other words slipped inside. I am here. Promised Master Ike. So Yondir raised his blade.
Something had fallen from the ceiling. Streaks of light whipped or curled above his head.

It was her. She had returned. Ikki offered Yondir her hand, promised she would grab him.
Meanwhile the girl from the well looked between them both—visage in a hateful grimace.
In an instant, the Knight considered his options amid independence from his possession.
The witch’s focus on him had lessened, his strength was coming back, and he had his exit.

Whether they had awakened this creature, she might not even be able to leave this room.
His vision shifted from ceiling to floor. He could afford no more hesitation. I must choose.
“No.” The man spoke. His voice was his own. “This witch’s existence cannot be permitted.”
Even in her tomb. “Any longer.” Yondir twisted his grip on his lightsaber, kept in position.

The witch hissed, flicking her wrist and ripping stone from the ceiling to pull Ikki down.
That was Yondir’s moment. He sprung forth, with two grey eyes, neither glowing green.
A warrior, knight, a soldier of the light, he charged and he swung his sword at the thing.
She roared, screaming into the Force and blasting the Ranger backward on the ground.

That was Ikki’s moment. Whatever she did, they had to end this threat.
The Ranger was determined to. This creature had to be sealed away.
Banished, sent back where she came, or destroyed, put to her end.
If she escaped, no telling of her wrath. The Jedi had to find a way.

Ikki Ike

 

[Ikki Ike]

Yondir Fenn

She was looking at it and he was free for a moment... then he was free longer and able to wrestle away and even attack her. Prepared to not just run but stop it.. this creature. This was important to her and showed he was a jedi even if he lived in his head most of the time. The falling stone tripped her up as she was coming down and used the slice wires to catch herself to swing at the thing when there was an opening. her slicesabers activating for a moment to slash around. through and at the areas of the creature itself. She kept her gaze on the being and the well itself as she slashed at the stone work beneath its feet and sent chunks of stone down itno the well to seal it... allowing herself to focus on the force and have it breathe around herself when she went to get close to the man and physical contact to reassure him she was there and they were both solid as she allowed the force ot wash over herself and him.... focusing on the mental calculations that would let her move the wire and she sent more rocks around to make a forward shield to collapse a section of the roof and drop it into the well.

 

[Yondir Fenn]

Spoiler: Music OOC (Recurring)

Yondir had only caught his partner’s motions in slivers, glimpsing her movements.
If they survived this encounter, however, he will congratulate her on her quick wit.
Ikki fell down from the ceiling, but she just as swiftly attacked while falling down.
That witch shrieked, dashing away in a flash to evade, flying across the ground.

Meanwhile whatever is left of the well’s wall crumbled, falling into the abyss.
By this point, Yondir was back on his feet, with Ikki by his side to reassure him.
He offered a nod, a simple gesture, no words. That was Yondir. It is his manner.
Dreamer, some called Yondir, unfamiliar with the Sephi of Rhunor, but no matter.

Stones from the ceiling thrown into the well, crumbling, building the blockade.
The wicked witch’s voice is shrill as she cried. Yet Yondir can no longer hear her.
She had yet proven he could not engage her with a close quarter swing of blade.
With Ikki distracting her, Yondir returned the favor. Free hand fingers then burned.

Emerald lighting, electric judgment, burst forward toward the creature of the well.
Panicked, maddened, her attention is split; with only one hand, she cast some spell.
The girl went flying into the wall just as she summoned strands of dark side energy.
Slivers of darkness wrapped around Yondir in a lattice—and in the darkness binding.

Preventing him from moving, an unbreakable mesh, as the Knight resisted and fought.
“IKKI!” Yondir roared across the floor. “STOP HER!” That creature recovered, fighting on.
The witch began to summon the room’s shadows back around her, flying as mad wasps.
This time, however, they were anything but illusions. They began to swarm Ikki in a storm.

Ikki Ike

 

[Ikki Ike]

Yondir Fenn

She could feel him and hear him.. her hands working deftly as she had for the most part shown how it was when she was mostly keeping them still and calm... when she moved them it was a different story. her mental control and bond with the guiding slicewire that was enclosed n the plasma and containment shielding. She moved her hands in twin swipes for the shadows and to clear ana rea of the room.. allowing the force to mentally protect her while connecting to it... she moved to cover Yondir as he was using electric judgement on the thing with a squint of her eyes.... breathing in deeply for a moment when she wrapped the sabers around herself to defend from the shadows with wires making a grid to slice through several and dissipate them. Then she was moving forward with her movement following through and leading the wires at different angles.

 

[Yondir Fenn]

Spoiler: Music OOC

A net of darkness wrapped around Yondir tightened, sapping his strength, left him defenseless.
Yet, Ikki was fighting by him, slicing her wires of light through the figures of shadow, of undead.
In that moment, Yondir Fenn once again knew that he was not alone. He need not be a sacrifice.
Not like this. If both Jedi will die trying to put an end to this witch then so be it. But side by side.

The black threads that wound around the Knight’s chest twisted, tormented, just as enchanted.
Yet the witch is distracted just then once again, splitting her focus on the Master who attacked.
That spell she had cast on Yondir needed her attention, and left her spectral forces to advance.
She had underestimated her other opponent. In a flash, Ikki Ike sliced, left and right, in a dance.

In the same moment, the witch went flying, being judged by the light side’s lightning as before.
Summoning his own defenses, channeling mind into the light, the chains at Yondir's waist went.
Rendered asunder, cracking like lightning’s bite of thunder, Yondir dove forward with his sword.
He stormed forth, and he slashed at any enemy in his path, summoning any energy he had left.

Amid the darkness, in this tomb that would soon be a graveyard, Yondir Fenn beheld his target.
Wrenched free of her grip from whence she did latch onto him, her handprint having marked him.
Whatever any underlying consequence, any after effects of his possession, it is too soon to tell.
For now, Yondir jerked his grip in. “Go back to the shadow!” Aiming to send her back to that well.

Ikki Ike

 

[Ikki Ike]

Yondir Fenn

She could feel it and they were pushing her back towards the well... some rocks around it when Ikki moved and she paused for a brief moment... letting the wires and the force dance around her... then she flicked her fingers... the wires going behind in a loop before she kicked. "THERE IS ONLY ROOM FOR ONE JEDI MOMMY." SHe said it and spartan kicked the center of the beings chest... lightside of the force wrapping around her form like tutaminis while the wires worked to be a trip wire and ensure that when she connected the thing fell over and backwards into the well. Not sparring a look... not waiting to make sure she stomped down with the wires cutting itno debris and rock to make it fall and start covering up the well as she straightened out her uniform and hair.

 

[Yondir Fenn]

Spoiler: Music OOC

He could feel it. He was pulling the witch back towards the well. He isn’t alone though.
There was another person with him. It was her. Not his mother. Not his master. Ikki Ike.
A Jedi Master, for a certainty, but a fellow Jedi first and foremost beside the Jedi Knight.
His mind was splintered. Torn by visions of others. But now it is whole. Yondir isn’t alone.

Yondir pulled. Ikki pushed. No. Better yet. She kicked. Like a Mandalorian in comparison.
Her boot struck the witch square in the chest as invisible strings yanked taut at her back.
And she fell in. She screamed, but it made no difference amid tutaminis and the light side.
It burned bright, first as lightning, now as the life in the Jedi’s eyes. Yondir Fenn then steps.

Calmly, steadily, yet determined. Bereft of much of his energy, he had enough to pull Force.
Ikki had taken care of the rest. Her power is greater, not lessened by a witch and her storm.
Yondir joined in, lifting his hand beside Master Ike’s, the Knight once again gripping blade.
Light of emerald. In control. YOUR SOUL IS MINE! That witch told Yondir Fenn. “Not today.”

So were thrown the stones. The rocks that served as building blocks to seal that black well.
The pit of darkness, gaping and naked, with a sickly green glow emanating from a dark spell.
“Master Ike.” Yondir’s voice is so composed. “The light.” The light. The light. The light. “As one.”
Not empty of emotion. Yet a stoic once again. Knight Fenn. Master Ike. They will not be undone.

In their combined strength, they would banish this witch back to her pit, and in darkness bind her.
Weaken her connection to the dark side with the light, purging the nexus, severing the darksider.
Bright blasts of energy permeated the room, pulsing in waves, sealing the witch in a cold dream.
The Jedi finalized their efforts, locking that tomb in rock, a circle so round, sealing it with a ring.

When all was done, the witch shrieked to a fading echo, then fell quiet, like the beast with Yondir.
Back in that dark water, that watcher, before these Jedi had ventured farther and discovered her.
The well, bereft of stone, broken, was reforged, to the extent that it serves as a permanent grave.
Exhausted, Yondir Fenn lowered his arms, turning feebly toward Ikki Ike. “Master… Are you okay?”

Not today. He had told death.
There where he caught breath.
Just then, Yondir Fenn collapsed.
Closing eyes. His world went black.

Ikki Ike

 

[Ikki Ike]

Yondir Fenn

The thing was gone... the sense in the force melting away as she stood there and finished straightening herself. Securing her tunic as well as her cloak when she turned back to look at YOndir and took in the sight of him. "It is quite alright." She offered a look though and came forward approaching and straightening his outfit. "SOme dirt." She moved a hand to her belt and pulled out a small cloth while she wiped it away and looked up at him. "I think we can al...." She trailed off as he started to collapse and she moved both to get out fo the way and not have him off on top of her... that would be when someone would show up and wonder why he is on top of her... saving modesty for him is a full time job after all. "Well... certainly not what I expected." She said it cradling him and holding a hand while his head was in her lap. Allowing the force to guide her while she breathed in and wrapped her cloak that had been given to her over him to make him as warm as can be when you pass out on a stone floor.

 

[Yondir Fenn]

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Sleep. Dream. Awake. Meditate. It didn’t matter for Yondir in that moment what was happening to him.
Dilated pupils. Time dilation. Time passed slowly in his slumber. Quickly in reality. He rested his eyelids.
His hallucinations hadn’t been because of drugs. Possession. His very energy and spirit. She fed on him.
She did much and more. Her hold on his soul took its toll, having eaten him slowly. Now she is in the pit.

For eternity, one could hope. Because of Yondir Fenn. Because of Ikki Ike. The light that is their guide.
That witch was sealed away. She wanted darkness? Darkness is her fate. Yet Yondir also saw the night.
Water behind his eyes. The past, present and future in waves as much as frozen rain. He yet sees light.
Glimmering on blue hues, dark as midnight, cast from moon’s pale glow, though not bright as sunlight.

As he slumbers, as he sleeps, as he wonders and he dreams, a man remembers—yes, a dreamer.
A stranger in this universe, a ranger of Rhunor, a watcher of forests green and mountain peaks.
His memories, not fantasies, were like rivers. Beneath a tomb’s ceiling, he sleeps and he sees.
Lakes. Rivers. Streams. His very own family. Brother. Sister. Father. And of course his mother.

He hears her in a whisper. The same words over and over— her verses in lyrics as a lady sings.
The Lady of the Lake. That’s her term. Her title. In a vast expanse of blackness, stars glittering.
Her voice, so serene, so soft and gentle, like fingers grazing his skin. Head in her lap. Cradling.
Chanting. Whispering. Drifting over him in a mist, blanket, warm as bliss in an endless dream.

Centered in that water, on a bridge as if not much different to Ikki Ike’s, Yondir listens to lyrics.
'The moonlight shines down upon my skin. I feel the light come in. And I feel like myself again.
When the moonlight hits my skin. Now I know my soul. I'm the moonlight that I seek glowing
gently.' Breathes in, out. Steady. I am so far from home, though. He pleads. Heavy is his head.

Finally, he opens his eyes, sees that temple room’s ceiling; the forsaken, forbidden chamber.
He does not see the Lady of the Lake. Not his mother. Not his family. Rather, Yondir sees Ikki.
“...M-Master…” Her face, silent, yet whispering as gently as those lyrics, countenance angular.
No less feminine. Smooth and thin. Her lap like an earthen bed; eyes brown like dark honey.

“I’m not dead.” The Knight had half-expected.
“I am alive.” He impassively stated the obvious.
Yondir looked at her for a moment in their room.
Where that old witch had mistaken for their tomb.

Ikki Ike