Part II

It came to happen one day and it goes on this wise: Among the fields young Leannan were walking alone, until she found a strange object. Peculiar it was… It depicted a young woman like her, dancing in the waters like her… But she was in something, flat and shaped like the stones in the river…

She was a pleased and danced with her new companion. Stuck was her, in one eternal pirouette unlike her flesh sister. Confused she was, she got closer to the immobile dancer and she tried touching her. There was a curious cold slick in her flat body and the young Leannan was stained with blue… And the beautiful midsection of the dancer was a muddled, and the flat object fell from his standing… And the naiad fled, dread in her face, for she killed the dancer…
For the next days and nights, her brothers were very protective of their sister. Lynxes would growl at her when she tried to leave her forest, wolves carried her back when she went to the plains, and her choir and lights would leave her in the night if she deviated… And it was for the best, nobody was to disturb her little innocent dream…

It came to happen that she leaveth her little grove, when her brothers were off in their sleep. She ran, as fast as she could and went to the plains. She found another woman… Another dancer, this time with wispy lights following her… It happy her most, seeing her good friend back. She then started to dance again, this time she made sure not to touch her friend. And while she danced, she heard soft notes… Not the nightingales neither the robins nor the warbler, but a soft chime of wind. It made her dance even more, for the tune was very sweet and enticing…

When she was very distracted, a swift shadow appeared before her. It was very dark for her to see, but she knew she was not alone. The music was stronger as if the musician hath been playing far and now is near… She felt in company but her brothers were not close… Who could it be?

The music halted the minute she started asking herself these questions… She heard a loud sound, like when a rock falls unto the ground. Then, loud howling and growling, and behold, wolves and lynxes.

Against her will, a vicious hand pulled her. His vile grip damaged her flowing hair... And she felt her force flow away... And when she woke up, she was back in her lair.