Lady DeVille
Dec 26th, 2001, 02:45:07 AM
De'Ville sat bolt upright in bed, the furs covering her falling back as she gasped for air. The fire had burned low, and with a motion she rekindled it without adding wood. The fire, feeding on the dark power emanating from her, burned darkly, but warmly.
She closed her eyes again, and saw the hands reaching towards her and her baby. The vision had been short, and unclear. She had been standing holding Jax in the darkness while hands groped for them, some lightly brushing her clothes, until one gauntleted hand grabbed her ankle, and pulled her off her feet.
Jax had flown out of her hands...and then she had awoken, or the vision had ended... No matter. Its meaning was clear.
There was danger coming, and Jax would not be spared.
She reached beside her and lightly caressed his cheek as he slept next to her. They would leave in the morning.
She closed her eyes again, and saw the hands reaching towards her and her baby. The vision had been short, and unclear. She had been standing holding Jax in the darkness while hands groped for them, some lightly brushing her clothes, until one gauntleted hand grabbed her ankle, and pulled her off her feet.
Jax had flown out of her hands...and then she had awoken, or the vision had ended... No matter. Its meaning was clear.
There was danger coming, and Jax would not be spared.
She reached beside her and lightly caressed his cheek as he slept next to her. They would leave in the morning.