An Angel's Voice

[Seremela Vardamir]

Seremela sat in the tall grasses, one leg pulled to her chest and the other stretched out in front of her. She was leaning against the base of the huge snow capped mountain. Her lips were slightly parted as she sang quietly. Her words didn't seem to make sense, she was being so quiet. The tall green grass swayed in the wind and tickled Seremela's face with it's scratchy tips.

The island bathes in the sun's bright rays
Distant hills wear a shroud of grey
A lonely breeze whispers in the trees
Sole witness to history

Fleeting memories rise
From the shadows of my mind
Sing "nonomori" - endless corridors
Say "nonomori" - hopeless warriors
You were there
You were there

Am I forever dreaming
How to define the way I'm feeling

You were there
Countless visions they haunt me in my sleep
You were there
Though forgotten all promises we keep

Slaves to our destiny
I recall a melody
Sing "nonomori" - seasons lit with gold
Say "nonomori" - legends yet untold
You were there
You were there

Happiness follows sorrow
Only believing in tomorrow

You were there
Countless visions they haunt me in my sleep
You were there
Though forgotten all promises we keep

The island bathes in the sun's bright rays
Distant hills wear a shroud of grey
A lonely breeze whispers in the trees
Sole key to this mystery

She sang softly in a light and breezy voice that air passed right through. It was beautiful. She sang like an angel...but she couldn't say the same about her behavior or looks.
Her soft voice was carried by the winds and streaked through trees. Despite how quiet she was singing, her voice could be heard for miles.

[Rith Matou]

"Incredible!-incredible-credible-dible-ble" Rith called as he looked over the majesty of the beautiful environment, chuckling slightly at the sound of his own echo. He enjoyed his little mountain walk, a sturdy wooden staff with him as a walking stick. Stopping for a moment to take in a deep breath of the crisp mountain air, Rith heard the sound of a maiden singing. It was as pleasing to the ears as the scenery was to the eyes to Rith, deciding to seek out the source of such a sublime tune.

After a while of searching, the cavernous echoes making it more difficult to dissern, Rith located the singer and approached her with a smile. "You have quite the beautiful voice, Miss." he said to her.

[Seremela Vardamir]

Her head whipped upward as she heard a voice. Her singing was immediatly cut short.
Seremela looked up at the man with blue eyes that were majesticly flecked with emerald green. Her lips quivered slightly as she continued to stare up at him. Slowly, a smile crept upon her lips though she couldn't call her mood even close enough for smiling.
Ah, then I suppose the song was dedicated to you then... She said in the same airy, light voice that she had sang with.

She tugged at her braid of long coppery hair and hung over her shoulder. This was something she did when she was nervous or somewhat uncomfortable. She made sure to keep a close eye on him. She knew better than to trust someone that she had just met.

[Rith Matou]

"Really now? Well, I'm honored." He replied smiling and rubbing the back of his head with his free hand. Kneeling and extending his hand out to her a moment later he said " Now, where are my manners? I am Rith Matou of the Claw, a pleasure to meet you." accompanied by him bowing his head slightly.

[Seremela Vardamir]

She smirked alittle as she reached for his hand.
'What's with all the long names?' She wondered. All she had managed to catch was "Rith".
She hesitated to shake his hand then she slipped hers into him. His touch was warm and she didn't really like being touched but she could make an expection for him...for this moment. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed that she was still shaking his hand warmly. She pulled her hand away and smile alitte.
I am Seremela... She stated plainly.

[Rith Matou]

"For one with such a lovely voice, you are rather shy Seremela." He replied laughing a bit, trying to getting her to loosen up a bit. He shifted about into a sitting position and looked out over the landscape. "Is it now gorgeous out here?" he asked, his eyes widening from the view.