Bound By The Viking, Part 2: Compelled - Plot & Excerpts
Mist was all around, spinning in wisps as she moved, her legs flying, arms wide, hair loose and whipping in the night air. This was the wild time, the dark time. The time when magic filled the air and anything was possible. Candles flickered all around her and the whispering sound of a hidden spring met her ears, sending a delicious shiver down her spine. The night air held her, touching her with chilly fingers as she danced, a partner, a lover. She laughed, the sound echoing strangely in these woods, her hair clinging damply to her neck as she whipped around and around, dancing and dancing. The touch was more insistent now, the darkness reaching for her, prodding her, caressing her. The votives flickered, flames sputtering. She flitted to the sound of the water at the base of a gnarled old tree, older than time, pushing aside briar and bramble in her hurry. Blood blossomed on her wrist, black in the haunted light.
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