The Death of Alia

The Death of Alia

                Kindle, having been trained in the Myriad of Enchantment began to sway to the beat of the drum in the distance.

                Every sway and movement of her body told little parts of a long forgotten tragedy.  The death of Alia and her lover.

                Carum became hypnotized by the story Kindle told him with every movement of her body and was transported in spirit to the Third Moon of the North.

                Against his will, he became a silent witness to the beloved Alia’s death.

                As he stood transfixed by the seemingly real imagery, he watched as the two forbidden lovers rushed into one another’s arms.

                What followed was a beautiful, touching and loving embrace which turned into a kiss.  As Alia and her lover stared into each other’s eyes, Carum could see silent tears falling from both Alia and her lover’s eyes.

                Alia whispered a prayer in the form of a song that had so much pain in it that it made Carum’s heart ache.  It resonated throughout his soul.  He knew what was coming next, yet he could not shield his eyes.  He had to be a steadfast silent witness.

                “Kindle.  Please stop” Carum pleaded to Kindle.  Instead, she kept up her dancing of Enchantment.

                After Alia finished her prayer, she handed her lover an emerald handled dagger.  With tears in her lover’s eyes, he plunged it deep into her heart.

                As she lay dying in his arms, he cried out such a sound of pain that no human could ever make.  Her lover’s tears drenched the dying Alia’s face and hair.  When she took her last breath, a light emanated out of her body.  Her lover closed her emerald green eyes for the last time, then he gently kissed her lips.

                Again Carum pleaded with Kindle to stop knowing it was a useless request.  Kindle was deep in her trance so his pleas fell on deaf ears.

                Carum could do nothing but watch Alia’s light leave her body.  Her lover whispered the second part of the prayer.  Then he pulled the dagger from Alia and plunged it into his own heart.  His love for Alia, so great that he crawled to her body just to hold her one last time as he awaited his own death.  He knew that the lover’s had died as a soul of one. 

                Carum turned his eyes to theThird Moon of the North which seemed to him that it was taking on the color of blood.  This frightened him.  He wished that Kindle would stop.

                As if she finally read his mind, Kindle was able to pull him out of the hypnosis before he was trapped in that vision for the rest of his days.

                Tears spilled from Carum’s eyes as he looked into Kindle’s concerned eyes.

                “I could never do something like that to anyone I am in love with.” He stated when he finally found his voice.

                Kindle smiled sadly.  “You can never change events that were meant to happen” is all she said.  Then she turned to walk back to the festivities already in full swing.

                Carum followed slowly behind her asking himself why did she have to show me that?  Of all the things she could have showed me and she showed me that?  Why?

                “Why?”  Carum demanded as he caught Kindle by the arm.

                Kindle smiled sadly again and told him “It was meant to be.  Goodnight Sir Carum” Then simply walked away toward her cottage leaving the bewildered Carum to find his own way home.