Hello you folks. I believe Chap 7.4 to be largely finished. I still have to read over it and edit, but here’s something to tide you over:
She shut the door and I heard the snap of the lock. I picked myself off the floor and wiped at my swollen eyes. Elmiryn turned to stare at me from across the room, and we both fell quiet as our gazes met. The firewood cracked and popped in the fireplace as a glowing peice fell away to the ash covered floor. My hands raised to touch the collar of my tunic before I once again became aware of the layout of the room. Not wanting the bed between us as I undressed, I gestured for the woman to come closer.
“You’ll see better with the firelight.” I said quietly.
Elmiryn came closer, a soft frown on her face as she moved around the bed to stand near me. She stopped a foot away and placed her hands on her hips.
I bowed my head and turned so that my back was to her. “It took them a little over a day to finish the design. The man who did it…I grew up with him. He was an apprentice learning the ways of the shamanites. He wasn’t allowed to stop or rest until the Mark was finished.” I pulled the tunic over my head. My arms felt weak and shook as I struggled to be freed from the fabric. The air felt unwelcoming to my shoulders, and goosebumps spread across my skin. When my tunic fell before my feet I stopped and took a deep breath.
I couldn’t deny it, I still felt hesitant. All that was left to remove was the bandage that wrapped my breasts. It wasn’t too late to try and stop this. Unless the bandage was removed, the most important aspect of my brand would not be seen.
But my hands were already moving without my consent. They undid the bandage with fumbling fingers, and before I registered it, the wraps had fallen away. My arms crossed over my front and I squeezed my eyes shut.
Am I being a tease?
I haven’t really much to add. Just remember to follow my twitter account for day-to-day updates on Eikasia…as well as whatever the heck else that may be distracting me.