…Soon December is coming. Dreamy leaves are still holding at frozen trees and trying to survive these cold days, last days of November.
Sun doesn’t shine as bright and warm as it used to be in October. Winter is coming. You can feel it in the air, in every single breath of wind on dawn, on dark path running away from home through the forest… You can feel it everywhere.
Kaija yawned and got up. She looks at sleeping Haave near the fireplace. He decided to stay at Teller’s place for a couple of days or “till the end of days” as he said.
Teller is still sleeping near. He is calm and peaceful like an angel so innocent, closed eyes with long dark eyelashes silently trembling. She feels his touch on her hand (he always holds her hand in a sleep), his silent breath, his soft warmth…
She put her hand on his shoulder and slowly stroked his hair. She kissed his forehead. He opened his eyes and now he’s looking at her.
— Good morning. — whispered she. — Slept well?
— Good morning. Fine, thanks. And you? — asked he with a smile.
— Pretty much…
She sighed and looked in the window. Teller embraced her without any questions. She needs his warmth, he knows it.
‘In your mind you keep this thought
I’m the one for you in this world
In your mind you hold me dear
I’m a dream you wrote once real
In your mind I’m always near
In your smile and in your tear…’
— Did you know that? About unicorns’ blood. — asked she suddenly.
— That it can cure? Yes. — said he never understanding what she meant.
— It gives immortality to the one who drinks it. Or ever tried it.
Teller looked at her. He is shocked, but still he knew that it can heal. Kaija smiles at him and looks in his eyes trying to see dreamlight deep inside.
But only she could see is deep anger. He is angry with himself.
— Please, go. — told he and his voice was cold. — Just go. You shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t do that…
— Teller, I won’t leave you. I’ve promised….
— Just GO! Stay away from me! I’m a monster… immortal beast.
— But I need you… — wept Kaija.
— Go! — roared Teller and she saw his wolf eyes.
‘None will go away. Susi, we’ll have a conversation, now. Kaija, sleep for a while.’
Haave woke up when Teller told Kaija to leave him and was listening to them. Now as Kaija fell asleep (Haave’s magic always worked fine) he’s looking at Teller in silence.
— What are you doing? What the hell are you doing? — asked he calmly.
— She deserves better life…
— She deserves that life she has and wants to have. Don’t make any decision for her. — Haave’s voice dwelt with cold ice. — She chose her path. She tied her life with you. She combined these tiny paths of you and her. Don’t break her, don’t tear it all.
Teller thought in silence. Then he looked at Haave and asked:
— Am I immortal?
— Not yet. You have to drink her blood thrice. And she has to drink yours. And then, to end this ritual, you both should…
— Mh? Is that..
— Exactly. — nodded Haave. — I don’t think it’s a great problem for you, my little friend. And also it should be done in a night of fullmoon. Silver eclipse of your burning desire… — grinned Haave at Teller.
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