This story is about love, and finding that love over the expanse of tie.

It was started on the 18th of August, 1997CE by Peter 'darkewolf' Crystal.

Two figures sit huddled around a campfire, a light wind is blowing from the south, chilling them a little, when the male of the two speaks softly,

"M'dear, I think a story would be good about now, one about ties long ago, distant from us, yet that all that far away."

She just smiles and nods and sits back to listen.

darkewolf "Many years ago, there lived a fair maiden, her hair copper, and her heart was true

darkewolf "she lived a goodlife, helping people, gathering herbe, learning all she could fro her elders

darkewolf "She was following the footsteps of the Gran-ama, who was the town wisewoan, and who had raised her from birth, after the demise her parents

darkewolf "This gran-ama was well respected by everyone, and was constantly sought after for advice and help aking them better

darkewolf "Our heroine saw this as a noble pursuit and knowing in her heart it was soething she was born to do, with this resolve she started to learn all she could, how to heal, how to help, and as her gran-ama, how to ask the gods for that little bit of extra help"

darkewolf "Even at the young age of 14 she was helping her gran-ama help people, and by the age of 18 she was very well respected, both in her own town and in those close by

darkewolf "everyone knew she would be the new wisewoan once her gran-ama died, and a very worthy replacement

darkewolf "one autun evening as she was gathering some wood for the fire, she spied a figure lying under soe trees nearby, dressed all in black, he appeared alsot like shadows.

darkewolf "she quickly took the wood inside and return back, with a stovepoker in her hand, wary of strangers at night

darkewolf "cautiously she oved nearer, and looked at the figure, it was a ale, his blackclothes reminding her of a travelling man, all covered in dust, his face partially bearded and his hair in long ragged swirls

* She listens intently

darkewolf "on closer inspection she noticed a bloody cut along his forehead, still slightly wet fro blood, and dripping down his face

darkewolf "she drops the poker and kneels beside hi, no longer thinking of herself, she carefully wipes the bloodaway with the he of her dress, and inspects the cut

darkewolf "being ragged she worries, but relaxes a little seeing it is not deep, and will only scar and not cause too any problems if treated

darkewolf "she look around and see's no one else, however she spots what she believe is his satchel, black dusty leather, and loops that over her shoulder, grabbing hi by both wrists and slowly dragging him inside before the cold sets in

darkewolf "once inside she stokes the fire ore, heating up a small pot over the fire, putting soe water in it to boil

darkewolf "once the water boils she drops a few herbe in, watching the ix with the water, and then she carefully soaks a piece of cloth in the water, letting it cool for a bit, and lay it on his cut, wiping the blood and dust away...

darkewolf "with expertise she gathers ore herbe from its abode above her kitchen table, and plucks a handful of leaves, and drops the in a bowl, she adds a little water, and quickly pounds the to a mush with a round stone,

darkewolf "she scooops the ush up and smears it over the cut, reapplying the piece of cloth, and holds it there

darkewolf "he stirs a little, feeling the antiseptic sting of the herbe, his eyelids fluttering a little, then springing open, steelblue eyes staring up at her

darkewolf "she stares back at hi with her emerald green eyes, smiling soothingly

darkewolf 'who..who? are you?', his voice weak and lost

darkewolf "she just siles and reaches into her apron and pulls out a long strip of cloth and ties it around his head to hold the poltice to his newcut

darkewolf 'i a the one that is fixing your cut', she winks

darkewolf "he blinks, reaching up to feel the drying blood still on his face, then touches the bandage around his head

darkewolf 'where a i?', confusion stays in his voice

darkewolf 'you are in y house, in the village of Steyr, about 100miles east of Vienna'

darkewolf "he looks around paniced, as if he has lost soething

darkewolf 'looking for this?', she holds up the satchel

darkewolf "he grabs it out of her hands and carefully runs his fingers over it, confiring it is still containing its contents

darkewolf 'do not worry, i did not look in it', she siles

darkewolf 'anyhow, would you like soe soup and some bread? its about supper, and you look like you could do with soe food in you', she turns and swaps pots on the fire, the new one filled with eats, water, vegatables and sets it boiling

darkewolf 'yes thank you'

darkewolf "she siles and dices some more herbe dropping a small quantity into the soup

darkewolf "while she prepares soe food, he carefully opens the satchel, and carefully reoves a leatherbound book, he quickly checks it is still in one piece and slides it back in

darkewolf 'and what is that pray tell?', he jups with her question

darkewolf 'ah..ah..ah.. a book that belongs to y family'

darkewolf 'you stole it ?', sile smiles, cocking her head at his cut

darkewolf 'no.... protecting it fro those that want it destroyed'

darkewolf 'oh', she siles

darkewolf 'yes, there are those that don;t like knowledge', he shuts up and his eyes fill with tears.

darkewolf "she hugs hi gently, suprising him and herself

darkewolf 'do not be sad - not everyone is against knowledge'

darkewolf "he nods and watches as she goes back to attending the soup. he sighs softly

darkewolf 'in this book is the traditions of y linage, all our past,

darkewolf 'everything that i hold dear

darkewolf 'and in here is soething i have read every day since i could read, and before that it was read to e everyday i can remember

darkewolf 'its a story....'

darkewolf "she turns around silently and listens to hi, watching his back, hunched over his satchel

darkewolf 'in this story, there is a boy that becoes a man, and he searches and finds his true love, his soul ate throughout the ages

darkewolf 'they eet through chance and know.....

darkewolf 'but now, i a weary, give up hope'

darkewolf 'i have based all y life around a dream, and hurt myself and my faily in the process

darkewolf 'and now, aybe that dream is untrue, merely a dream

darkewolf "she watches hi go silent and sobs more

darkewolf "she softly oves next to him and holds him tightly

darkewolf 'never give up hope, never give up'

darkewolf "she pulls away and blushes, quietly getting two bowls and serves both hi and her some soup, breaking two small parts of bread off for the also

darkewolf 'here, eat this for now, get soe strength back'

darkewolf "he takes the bowl and carefully sips at it

darkewolf 'ay i look at your book?', she asks gently

darkewolf 'yes, no use to e now, nothing is'

darkewolf "she carefully takes the book fro the satchel and looks at it

darkewolf "she brushes her fingers slowly accross the leather cover

darkewolf "her fingers trace the faint worn outline of a five pointed star, pressed into the leather. underneth her finders trace a triangle,

darkewolf "she carefully opens the book, and sighs happily at the usty sell of the parchment pages, each carefully inked in a scrawly handwritting

darkewolf "she quickly flicks throw the pages, her eyes scannign back and forth, squinting at the sall scrawl. He looks up, when he hears her eit a small gasp, and see's her drop the book, eyes wide and shocked

darkewolf 'what? what is wrong', worry enters his expression

darkewolf 'this picture........', she stamers pointing to the book, lying open on the ground

darkewolf "he looks down and see's a sketch on the open page, recognising it as the start of his life-story

darkewolf "his expression becoes serious, seeing the sketch of his supposed soulate, a beautiful woman, long hair, wearing a country-style dress, no shoes, no prettying up, just her natural beauty,

darkewolf 'what about this picture?'

darkewolf "she sticks her left leg out, showing a dark scar just above her ankle

darkewolf "his eyes take a turn to widen, bending down to lift the book, touchign his finger to the leg of the picture, shaking as he finds the atch to his rescuer's scar

darkewolf "he opens his outh to speak, she raises her finger to her mouth and shakes her head, and points to a little cot-bed in the corner

darkewolf 'sleep there for the night - your body needs to rest, i think you lost a lot of blood and suffered a little ore then just the cut

darkewolf "he nods and lips over to the cot and lies down. she watches him until she hears his breathing becoe regular and sleepfilled, then she busies herself with cleaning up the little ess she made

darkewolf "after cleaning up, she lifts the book again. her hands shaking, and starts to read through the story

darkewolf "after what sees like minutes she puts the book down, eyes wide and tired, she looks up and sees sunlight streaing in through the windows, yellowed by old dusty glass

darkewolf "looking over to the cot she notices hi still asleep, breathing deeply and she decides to get up and check on hi. after convincing herself he is okay, she sits back down at the table and proptly collapses into sleep

darkewolf "she awakens to the sells of soup-stew, and sits up promply, and looks around, the cot is epty, the pot is above the fire and the man nowhere to be seen

darkewolf "she starts and looks around when she hears the door creak open, behind it he stands, ars laden with cut wood, he staggers in under the weight and places the stack next to her hearth, ready for use

darkewolf 'this should last you a while, i have soe more outside ready to be brought in when needed

darkewolf "she stamers 'thank..thank you'

darkewolf "he siles and retrieves two bowls from above the hearth, and dishes out two servings of the stew, and places one infront of her. she siles and eats a little, watching him, smiling

darkewolf "he siles back and tips the bowl to his mouth, drinking and eating the whole bowl of stew quickly and noisily

darkewolf 'i read your whole book last night...', she begins

darkewolf 'oh yes?', he raises a brow

darkewolf 'yes... it was very interesting, a lot about the Old Religion which i had thought ost people had forgotten, or so my gran-mama said

darkewolf 'and i was thinking, reading through it.... soething about you sees familiar, like i have known you forever.....'

darkewolf "he nods and siles, and watches her finish her meal.

darkewolf "he stands and walks over to her and siles, he kneels beside her and carefully wraps his ars around her and hugs her gently. she sighs happily, and he eits a lowgrowl from his throat

darkewolf "she siles softly to herself and says, to no one in particular 'the wait is over.. the wait is over'

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