Bound Essence series, Part One

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g this plane of existence and the weight of it all brought her to her knees. Her father had insiste

find herself surrounded by the recently dead. Some faces she’d known since childhood and others she realized were from the tribe her

all at once. She shut her eyes and held her hands out in front of her and yelled, “Stooop.” ​She opened her eyes to find that they stopped shuffling forward. They were wi

lone spectral figure walked towards her. She recognized him instantly, how could she not

out to him, she grasped his h

e fighting can’t go on or

ow

Though she was still scared, she trusted this man with

leaving her gasping on the floor. She stood up slow

someone else’s. Someone who for whatever reason was still somewhat hidden from her gift of sight. Then,

on floor and the pain almost brought her to her knees again. She squared her shoulders and started walking. She instinctively walked in the direction of her father, she could fe

er, not that she could blame them, she could only imagine what they saw when they looked at her. To her right stood all her father’s dead warriors and to her left, Hj

ear on her father’s face tore at her gut. She took a deep breath and addressed them. “Someone else is pulling th

ld. Though he was shaken he still trusted her. ​She projected the man’s face into his mind. “I do not recognize the face.” He said. ​She turned to Hjalmar and offer

seems we have been deceived. But as it stands, there is still too

jalmar turned to look at her, raised an eyebrow and said, “Well, I hav

y continue, he was leaving the decision of marrying Hjalmar's son up to her. Her father was a warrior born a

xt to him, stood the ghost of her mother, who'd died giving birth to her. She has been with her since birth, the first ghost she’d ever see