-It's been a long trip from Anor Londo to your forest, my dear, but it's been a trip that has been worth it.- - argentunmknight
Days hadbecome so eternal, weighing more and more in the heart, dulling the spirit.Moon after moon, loneliness flooded her days, drowned her during the nights. Inthe dawn of the witch’s life she had never cared for such matters, just living,surviving for her purpose, not until the ice of her heart was melted by silver light.
Sapphireseyes wide open before the sight of the standing knight, was perhaps this avision provoked by the mushrooms swallowed at breakfast…maybe, just maybe somehallucinogen would have ‘slipped’ between these. There was no way to ensure it.With a bird’s own caution, the witch approached him. Clearing her doubts at seethose gray eyes, shining like stars in the everlasting gloom of night.
“Oh mybeautiful knight in shining armor, you are here, at last!”
Leavingaside the precaution jumped on him, encircling his neck with her arms, meltinginto a hug and such a longed kiss. How she had missed his warmth, eaten up by theanguish of not knowing if would be able to see him again, life risking herhusband’s task, but all those worries now dissipated, gone… forgotten.
