noun: 'The One who has arisen from the Underworld'

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▷ >Bridhe: Do it.


You are obsessing, you know it.  That ring twirled between your fingers, spun on counter tops and floors, pressed against your bottom lip and nibbled on.  It hummed when you breathed on it, whispered to you softly when you held it, called your name when you slept.  You were going crazy. Your eyes caught a faint haze off of it’s edges when you were looking directly at it.  It was becoming unnaturally warm in your grip.

“What do you want from me?”

Talking to it now, you were definitely crazy.  You frowned and glared at the object, holding it to one glassy eye to look through it before letting it rest in your palm.  This was stupid.  You should just throw it away and be done with it.  It’s not like this sort of thing was trustworthy, anyway.

But, still…

>Bridhe:  Do it.  Put it on.

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