Board :Chronicles of the Winds
Author :Zariel
Subject :- = ( A Red Palm Print ) = -
Date :1/31

 A girl sits alone on the palace steps. Crosslegged, she
  is clad in some form of white ritual attire. She seems
  to stare outward, her stare obscured by a black strip
  of cloth, blindfolding her eyes.

  She sits, palms lifted towards the heaven.

 A drum rests before the girl, a gigantic stretch of
  tanned leather sitting quiet.

 A single drop falls from the girls palms, striking the
  drum. A tiny resonance, perhaps enough to startle a
  butterfly passing by.

 Another drop. Drop.
                Drop.
               
                  Drop.


                 Drop.




                 Drop.



<b>                       * THUD *


<b>       * B O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O M *


<b>                A palm print glows red,
<b>                 staining the leather.

<b>                      
<b>                      Drip . . .

<b>                      Drop . . .


<b>       * B O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O M *


<b>             A second palm print splatters,
<b>               crimson ink upon the drum.

<b>                      Drip . . .

<b>                      Drop . . .


 The girl lifts her hands skywards once more.

 She lifts her head to follow.

 The crows in the courtyard leap from the trees, cawing
  and taking flight as the girl lets forth a demonic,
  wailing noise into the empty air.

<b>                          ~ Z