Slash Me Twice
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Category:
Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
25
Views:
1,554
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Magic
Magic
My heart beats furiously as I try to get comfortable on the rug in front of the fireplace. This is it. Friday night and the time has finally come. And I was even lucky enough to get a Friday with a full moon. Flames are licking greedily over the logs and the incense in it and the heady smell of myrrhe is already floating through the air. I made sure that the goble is properly blessed. I gulp nervously and stare at the circular wooden plate and the other things I brought with me. Shall I really?
But Sean. Have to do it for Sean. Have to do it if I want a chance with him. A chance to be taken seriously.
My hands are shaking as I gently place the crystal goblet in the middle of the plate, right next to the red candle. The red within the crystal draws crimson patterns on the floor and walls as I light the flame. Sean's blood. I had mixed it with water before I left Orlando's place to stop it from drying but it is still Sean's blood. Coldness rushed through my fingers as I curl them around the dagger. Time to go.
~***~
With a deep, shaky breath I close my eyes. Sean. Have to think of Sean and Sean only. Intently I stare at the candle, focusing all my thoughts on my love for Sean. The candle flickers and I cannot help smiling. Flickering candle means that I am truly passionate about Sean, I already knew how much I love him but this makes it even more real. I. Love. Sean. I force the grin from my face, grimacing. The crystal of the goblet feels cold against my skin as I gingerly place my wrist over it. Just a quick slash. Pain, sweet pain. And my blood, crimson, liquid red dropping into Sean's. My head is swimming as I watch our blood mingle. Sean's and mine. Nothing else matters. We'll be together.
~***~
The whole world is somersaulting around me as I finally utter the words, carefully pronouncing each word. I can feel the air crackling around me, sensations of power mingling with the bewitching scents of the myrrhe and the oils I used. "Sean..." I whisper, sinking to the ground. The whole room is spinning around me in mandala-like patterns. I can already feel the ritual working and smile up into the swirling colours around me. The deed is done. Sean will be mine.
My heart beats furiously as I try to get comfortable on the rug in front of the fireplace. This is it. Friday night and the time has finally come. And I was even lucky enough to get a Friday with a full moon. Flames are licking greedily over the logs and the incense in it and the heady smell of myrrhe is already floating through the air. I made sure that the goble is properly blessed. I gulp nervously and stare at the circular wooden plate and the other things I brought with me. Shall I really?
But Sean. Have to do it for Sean. Have to do it if I want a chance with him. A chance to be taken seriously.
My hands are shaking as I gently place the crystal goblet in the middle of the plate, right next to the red candle. The red within the crystal draws crimson patterns on the floor and walls as I light the flame. Sean's blood. I had mixed it with water before I left Orlando's place to stop it from drying but it is still Sean's blood. Coldness rushed through my fingers as I curl them around the dagger. Time to go.
~***~
With a deep, shaky breath I close my eyes. Sean. Have to think of Sean and Sean only. Intently I stare at the candle, focusing all my thoughts on my love for Sean. The candle flickers and I cannot help smiling. Flickering candle means that I am truly passionate about Sean, I already knew how much I love him but this makes it even more real. I. Love. Sean. I force the grin from my face, grimacing. The crystal of the goblet feels cold against my skin as I gingerly place my wrist over it. Just a quick slash. Pain, sweet pain. And my blood, crimson, liquid red dropping into Sean's. My head is swimming as I watch our blood mingle. Sean's and mine. Nothing else matters. We'll be together.
~***~
The whole world is somersaulting around me as I finally utter the words, carefully pronouncing each word. I can feel the air crackling around me, sensations of power mingling with the bewitching scents of the myrrhe and the oils I used. "Sean..." I whisper, sinking to the ground. The whole room is spinning around me in mandala-like patterns. I can already feel the ritual working and smile up into the swirling colours around me. The deed is done. Sean will be mine.