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Post by Myrrha on Jun 15, 2006 23:54:49 GMT -5
So as I was traversing the attic that is hovers in the in-between - I came upon several dusty-old journals... In them I found the musings of several of our Carpathian Warriors...Including but not limited to those we hold so dear - as well as some we might never meet, for their fates are unknown - but there words are left behind.... I will be posting new entries as I translate them... Carpathian written word is a long past language and so I find it meticulous work - as I meander through the sometimes confusing texts... Enjoy! After all its not like we can get into their heads and see these things for ourselves now is it.... *grin *
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Post by SillyFyre on Jun 16, 2006 22:22:25 GMT -5
*Silly look at Krieger pain raceing though her heart*
*Krieger looks up from the book that he is reading.* Silly, wenig ein, what is wrong?
I just read the entry you put in the journal that Myrrha found.
*Krieger sets down his book and moves over to where Silly sits. bending down he, pulls Silly into his arms as he wipes way the tear in Silly's eye and kiss the top of her head* I know, liebe, that was a dark time for me. Little did I know what my future had in store for me. *Silly rest her head on Krieger's chest lisoning to the beat of his heart* There where so many turning then, young and old.
*Silly lifts he hear and pulls Krieger into kiss trying with all her heart to chase the ghost of the past away* There is one I know that will not be joining them, my love.[/i]
*Krieger lifts Silly in his arms as he heads for their room below their small cotage* I know, wenig ein, for that I am great full[/i]
Note: wenig ein=Little one liebe=Love
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Post by Cynthiax3 on Jun 21, 2006 9:35:39 GMT -5
So sad. I wish our men did not have to go through all of that.
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Post by Ailenia on Jun 21, 2006 22:28:52 GMT -5
*Ailenia sits quietly, reading the heart wrenching words of the journal, chills running down her spine. she recalls many nights, her and Adrian sitting in the dark, him with his head buried in his hands, his soul crying out with the loss of kin, having had to end a life of one who had turned. Thoughts of Stefan, and Duncan, the small family they had become, the carnage which followed them through the years, and always all of them fighting to keep her safe, as if she were something more special than any of them. She closes the journal and glances out the window, her mind reaching out to her lifemate, touching his mind gently, reassuring herself that he is alright. He tells her he will be home soon, and she smiles, pushing aside her grief at the loss of so many of her kind, then gently touches her brother's mind, once knowing they are both well, she allows herself to relax again, she curls up on the couch, clutching a pillow close, and waits for them to return safely to her once more.*
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Post by Cynthiax3 on Jun 22, 2006 10:35:20 GMT -5
I think I am glad I was human and did not realize the suffering of our men for hundreds of years. That must have been the worse pain to go through for all of you ladies with brother, male cousins, and uncles with no lifemate.
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Post by SillyFyre on Jun 22, 2006 11:55:56 GMT -5
I know cynthia, it just brakes my heart to think of poor Krieger having to kill his own brother.
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Post by Ailenia on Jun 22, 2006 12:52:35 GMT -5
I still feel Adrian's pain, even though he has my emotions to remind him and help him fight the darkness, it is hard for him to have to put an end to those he knew were once like him, young, vibrant Carpathian males with the possibility of a lifemate out there somewhere. I keep hoping every day he will find his mate, I hate to see him battle the darkness as he does. And Stefand and Duncan as well, they are like my brothers as well, I can only hope they will soon find their lifemates, and be safe from the threat of the darkness they must constantly battle.
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Post by BekahGirl421 on Jun 23, 2006 1:00:12 GMT -5
ohh to think of my Rowland having to go through so much suffering just breaks my heart. I am glad he found me so soon. As I love. My brothers were much older then me and I knew I would never be able to destroy them from the evil within. But i was still quite young when I found you and I heard your laughter from across the world and you kept me young and vibrant. It is you that kept the light in me even when we were apart. I just hope my brothers are as lucky. I do too love. I do too.
Bekah snuggles into Rowlands embrace as he takes them to there resting place for the night. She smiles to herself as a vision of his brothers comes into her mind. He is with a woman that she feels she knows but can not quite see her from the dark images within the vision. Some how Bekah knows her brothers are safe and will be safe forever.
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Post by Cynthiax3 on Aug 24, 2006 17:34:42 GMT -5
Myrrha have you translated anymore of the journal? The council really would like to know what you find when you do.
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Post by BekahGirl421 on Sept 11, 2006 17:26:13 GMT -5
here here!!!
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Post by shlindrea on May 10, 2007 7:14:27 GMT -5
*wonders absently thru the old library. Looking at all the old texts, unable to understand any of the old language, as she lightly traces the letters with the tips of her fingers.** sigh
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wolf
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Post by wolf on Oct 7, 2008 17:55:42 GMT -5
So many bad things that happen can let us know how to privent more from happening again
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Post by Cynthiax3 on Oct 7, 2008 20:01:42 GMT -5
So true.
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Post by lilybud202cr on Oct 7, 2008 22:33:44 GMT -5
I agree..I wonder what my lifemate wrote in the journal if anything...
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wolf
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Post by wolf on Oct 8, 2008 21:32:31 GMT -5
More and more of the the ancients are turning because the girls are so few.
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