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The freezing cold night by the bonfire, the millions of stars above our heads and the feelings of fear, love, hope, anticipation and uncertainty.
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An almost disbelieving sigh.
"May the Goddess be with you."
"Thank you, friend."
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The riverbank, sunlight dancing on the surface. Footsteps behind me.
"Who are you?"
"Shouldn't you already know?"
A glimmering dragonfly flies past.
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"Varg, put me down!"
Her Royal Highness faints. Gasps of surprise and shock. Some merry cheers... coming from the trolls? I'm laughing and crying at the same time, everything around me is a blur except him. Thundercloud (or was it her?) hands me my hairclip that has fallen off.
I can only smile.
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"Was that a rival suitor?
"No, it was my best friend. No need to fear."
"Ahh, I don't fear anything anymore."
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New threats form the outside. I'm torn between my loyalties to my Queen and my kin and my love and loyalty for him and his people.
"Leafsong, please tell me I don't need to find a new Grand Mage for the House of Earth as well."
"If only I could say that for sure, Your Highness."
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-People darting nervously around in their fancy clothes. Anticipation in the air. Half-hysterical jokes and laughter, very few things go as they're planned.
-Relieved smiles. We did it after all. We all did.
-Drinking around the bonfire, general feeling of camaraderie.
-Videocamera madness with naked people covered in cow blood. Simply hilarious.
-Rammstein turns into Marilyn Manson. Some brave ones start dancing, can't resist joining in.
Flames, swaying limbs and bodies. Para-Noir with Veera. Tainted Love, and I'm smiling to myself. Exhilaration, excitement, exhaustion.
-Everyone else is asleep, only a few of us awake. Olli in the firelight, one arm around Vappu and another around Kirsi. Valtsu looks tired and drunk and he clambers off at some point. After some tunes from Moulin Rouge and Chicago Anna curls up on the bench. Ville being Ville, drinking and smoking and telling dead baby -jokes and crazy true stories. Character analysis on several people. Contentment. Slight sadness when the night is over.
-Cold, clear morning. The world looks different again. Back to reality.
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An almost disbelieving sigh.
"May the Goddess be with you."
"Thank you, friend."
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The riverbank, sunlight dancing on the surface. Footsteps behind me.
"Who are you?"
"Shouldn't you already know?"
A glimmering dragonfly flies past.
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"Varg, put me down!"
Her Royal Highness faints. Gasps of surprise and shock. Some merry cheers... coming from the trolls? I'm laughing and crying at the same time, everything around me is a blur except him. Thundercloud (or was it her?) hands me my hairclip that has fallen off.
I can only smile.
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"Was that a rival suitor?
"No, it was my best friend. No need to fear."
"Ahh, I don't fear anything anymore."
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New threats form the outside. I'm torn between my loyalties to my Queen and my kin and my love and loyalty for him and his people.
"Leafsong, please tell me I don't need to find a new Grand Mage for the House of Earth as well."
"If only I could say that for sure, Your Highness."
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-People darting nervously around in their fancy clothes. Anticipation in the air. Half-hysterical jokes and laughter, very few things go as they're planned.
-Relieved smiles. We did it after all. We all did.
-Drinking around the bonfire, general feeling of camaraderie.
-Videocamera madness with naked people covered in cow blood. Simply hilarious.
-Rammstein turns into Marilyn Manson. Some brave ones start dancing, can't resist joining in.
Flames, swaying limbs and bodies. Para-Noir with Veera. Tainted Love, and I'm smiling to myself. Exhilaration, excitement, exhaustion.
-Everyone else is asleep, only a few of us awake. Olli in the firelight, one arm around Vappu and another around Kirsi. Valtsu looks tired and drunk and he clambers off at some point. After some tunes from Moulin Rouge and Chicago Anna curls up on the bench. Ville being Ville, drinking and smoking and telling dead baby -jokes and crazy true stories. Character analysis on several people. Contentment. Slight sadness when the night is over.
-Cold, clear morning. The world looks different again. Back to reality.
