[Witch_Queen]

"My story? You actually want to hear about my miserable life story." Cree looked at Fainu shocked to see that for once someone wanted to hear about her past. "Ok then. When I said cursed, I meant it. My memories are only a plague that I can't rid myself of." Cree went on to tell Fainu about the day she watched her own father die. "It was terrible. I was so young to witness death with my own eyes. He layed there bleeding and I couldn't stop it." Standing up Cree took her cloak off and showed Fainu the cut on her side. "The pain comes and goes as it wants to." She went on to tell how she left everything behind and didn't even want to stay in Eryn Lasgalen. Cree didn't even go to Rivendell for fear that someone may return her back to her home.

"Fainu, I arrived here in the Shire and meet a few people. One elf who was so kind to take me on his journey for "meaning". That didn't matter. I have episodes, some are where I "fall asleep". While others is where my side bleeds. Perhaps I did kill my father. After all since when did a cut that was never there begin to bleed?" Cree pressed her hand against her side. The pain was becoming too much for her. Cree figured that perhaps she had remembered too much of her past.

Her light blue shirt had fresh blood marks from where her side began to bother her again. "Perhaps no one will understand what I go through everyday not knowing whether this is my last day or not." She felt her heart stop for a moment. Then it skipped a beat. "Indeed Fainu we are both cursed. May the curseed be cursed together." Her words stuck in her mind. She knew now there was no turning back. She had already told Fainu what she dare not tell anyone else.