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Jan. 7th, 2005 09:28 pmAs the bonfire is set alight, the people around chant in unison: "Charyou TREE! Charyou TREE! Come, Reap!"
As the flame kindles and sets her long blonde hair ablaze, Susan tosses her head back and looks up at the sky, crying aloud her love for Roland before the heat takes the breath from her lungs.
Bird and bear and hare and fish. Oh, Roland, how I love thee. Bird and bear and hare and fish.
At the last, there is no pain. There is only the sense of a rushing wind, carrying her along towards the clearing at the end of the path.
Ka is a wind, some say, her own da among them. Ka comes a wind, and nothing can stand before it.
As the flame kindles and sets her long blonde hair ablaze, Susan tosses her head back and looks up at the sky, crying aloud her love for Roland before the heat takes the breath from her lungs.
Bird and bear and hare and fish. Oh, Roland, how I love thee. Bird and bear and hare and fish.
At the last, there is no pain. There is only the sense of a rushing wind, carrying her along towards the clearing at the end of the path.
Ka is a wind, some say, her own da among them. Ka comes a wind, and nothing can stand before it.
