Re: Kylie (Courage Wolf)
Kylie relaxed pretty quickly and snuggled in close to Giselle, giggling softly when she said she didn't want to make a big mess. Wriggling around a little to get comfy, she was soon the happiest little spoon in spoon land. I love all the girls, but this... just us... it's so nice. she mumbled, drifting to sleep pretty quickly.
Twas this night that Giselle was visited by three spirits, but they weren't ghosts and this had nothing to do with christmas or Tuesday whatsoever.
In her dreams she found herself standing in a vast ocean, standing there, like Kylie would, nothing but the waves around her, the moon full overhead and a song just barely within range of her hearing drawing her in.
She was walking without even meaning to, striding over the water step by step until that song turned into a cruel wail, one she would recognize as a Siren, a Banshee's cry, the Keen of Death. When a Banshee sang it spoke of Death and she recoiled, her own voice unable to reach out to that song and she stumbled back into the arms of Sehanine.
Shhhh, Shh lovely. Listen a little closer. Sehanine whispered to her, holding her gently, and the wail took on a very slow, very sad tune lilting through the air. It was haunting, and beautiful, and for some reason it moved her to tears very quickly, her heart catching in her chest. Sehanine kissed her cheek. For every soul there is a Banshee. she said softly, before another voice slid into her ears, ephemeral, seeming to come from everywhere, and nowhere all at once, before the water rose in front of her, shimmering slightly into the outline of a beautiful woman. She had rolling curves to her figures, her hair fell into a white curling drape that drifted, trailing into the water behind her, and her eyes were the deepest, most entrancing and enthralling blue Giselle had ever seen.
Hello Giselle. she said simply, her razor sharp features, high cheekbones, and the face framing those eyes crinkling ever so slightly in a little smile. Always a pleasure, to speak with one of my gifted. Your lover is likewise blessed but not by nature's way. Not like you. she said softly, Sehanine smiling over Giselle's shoulder at her warmly.
As Sehi said, a Banshee for every soul, someone to sing to them as they pass. You are in for rough waters and violent tides ahead, but never lose faith my little Tide Caller. There's no place for Despair in my oceans. Life, Death, Pain, Love, I encompass all things in my way, but never Despair. Never Hate. Steel yourself, you're entering a storm unlike anything you've ever known, show me how strong you can be. Show your lover, and your children, they're beautiful by the way, two of the most beautiful Twins I've ever laid eyes on. She said, reaching out to stroke Giselle's face, and she could see it now, a maelstrom in the sky reaching out to all of them, churning sea and water alike as the most primal forces in all this worlds creation made war on eachother. But it was beautiful as well in a terrible way. Never Despair..... Were Melona's last words to Giselle before she woke in Kylie's arms, the devil somehow becoming the big spoon over the course of the night, and her dream fading ferociously fast. Only the embrace of Sehanine and those last words from Melona sticking in her mind.
meanwhile, Kylie wasn't helping things as she seemed to have gotten over her discomfort from the night before, given that her hand was wrapped lightly around Giselle's hard length and was slowly stroking her off...
Mmm, Morning love... In my pussy, my mouth, or my ass. she whispered to Giselle, biting her earlobe and tugging gently.
