The Forbidden Love

Seluctruh gazed at the world he and Tarin created. He did this by gazing through a small stone that was affixed to a chain he wore around his neck. The townspeople of Windy Bluff was still abuzz about the Goddess Jehane's act of heroism the day before. He heard one female in particular who was proclaiming her sincere appreciation.

Lyssa proclaimed "The goddess Jehane, the figure of passion and warmth most divine. A glorious being outshined by none except the brightest of stars, and even they cannot last so long as the Goddess Jehane's beauty."

Seluctruh beamed with a sense of pride. Jehane has been one of the first Goddesses to walk the lands of Darkstone. She was clearly the most evil Goddess, by far. He was pleased to hear the praise, but was hoping that Lyssa would shed some more light on Jehane's true nature. After all, Jehane supported the dark side of the Darkstone and saw her act as what it truly was, a way for her to bring more followers to their path. It must be known what Jehane stands for? just then this message was came:

Lyssa proclaimed "I look upon Jehane, and I am reminded of a rose. So deep in it's natural beauty, so peaceful. But I dare not touch, for the thorns are most sharp and wrought with pain. if I touch, as many times I have tried, the red rose, only becomes darker with my blood."

The message rang out louder than words could say. Jehane was a indeed filled with darkness and pain. Her world was one of constant pain and pleasure. On the outside she was pure beauty, yet, she had the power to cause much pain when she choose.

Seluctruh was in better spirits now. For days he faced the constant battle with the evil nature of the stone. He found solace in the company of the other gods. He remained loyal to Tarin and together they worked out their differences to face these trying times. It was too much even for them. They turned to their trusted advisor Ydnat.

The accomplishments of Ydnat were known by many throughout the land. Ydnat was always there to help the other immortals. His selfless efforts to bring about positive change in the land made him one of the more important immortals. Ydnat twisted the negative energy flowing in the land and diverted as much of it away as he could. For this, many were thankful.

The Dark Lord focused his thought back into the stone. He saw the newest immortal, Lacar, talking with Kira. He was very interested in this conversation. Rumor had it Lacar was out to steal many from Seluctruh's loyal ranks. Many who did not openly worship the Dark One still were very loyal to him secretly. The dark ones mind began to drift ? thoughts of his actions in the past days flooded his mind. He saw himself going to Kira?going to Tatianna?going to Villani? only to find them deep in conversation with Lacar. He would only hear a few words before he was noticed each time. It was always talk of betrayal. Deep down, Lacar knew these three held Seluctruh in their hearts. They were loyal to him, but Lacar had plans to turn them against him. This was driving the Dark Lord insane, and Lacar knew it. The young immortal openly made his plans known to all. He knew he could do this. His charismatic personality made others very defensive of him. When Seluctruh tried to punish the behaviors of the new immortal, Tatianna and the others were quick to remind him that new immortals made mistakes. He needed room to grow and make his mistakes, and thus learn from them. The anger only increased.

The emotions were only eased by the thoughts of Tatianna. Her heart was pure and true. It was her nature to see the good in everyone. Even the darkest of them all, Seluctruh. The Dark One, tired from all the energy he exerted to resist the evil of the past week, lay down in his coffin. He closed his eyes and was about to drift off. He heard a noise and opened his eyes to find the Goddess, Tatianna. At first he could not believe it. She never came to his place of evil.

Seluctruh leaped out from his coffin in true immortal fashion. He was not expecting company and quickly waved his hands around in an effort to clean up the clutter around his Lair. It did nothing to help the matter. In his nervous state, his spells backfired miserable and jars and statues smashed to the ground.

The Dark One smiled. "M'lady, please forgive the mess. The wenches who keep the place up have been most unreliable. I shall slit their throats and dance on their corpses when I see them next."

Tatianna grimaced. "Please no. It is quite alright. I just stopped by for a minute, m'lord. I have something to discuss with you."

Seluctruh was more curious now. What would bring the Goddess of light to his Lair. Was this some kind of trick. Random thoughts danced in his head. "What is it then, don't keep me waiting m'lady. You being here makes me most uncomfortable. What will the other gods say. I have a reputation to uphold you know. This does not ?"

Tatianna cut the rambling god off as she knelt before him. "I cannot hide my feeling for you any longer. There is something I MUST tell you. The past few years has been pure torment for me. My heart ? but not my soul ? yearns to be with you. It is a fight that I must win. My worshippers need me to be strong. But something is happening to me. The thought of you dances in my head every waking minute. I wish you to release your hold on me. I beg of you?"

Seluctruh, taken aback by these drastic cries for help, could only nod appreciatively. At first he was willing to grant the goddess her wish. But them he remembered Lacar. The pain he caused the Dark One these past few nights could not be measured. It is true that the Dark One is evil. But Tatianna did not deserve this fate. He MUST release her from the spell he had over her. He fought the demons that raged inside his head. Finally, he looked into Tatianna's eyes and whispered the words, "Suma lanti verla duxali kealchya juc jebula niheili."

It is not sure if the spell released the bond. Tatianna felt a new sense of freedom. But she was more confused now than before. The charisma of the Dark One was powerful. Could a spell break this powerful bond? So many questions raced through her mind. She thought it best if she did not travel out this night. She was confused and a bit disoriented. Seluctruh, the gentleman that he is, arranged for a bed and some fresh fruits and water to be brought for the goddess. Not that she needed them, he just thought it was a good gesture. He climbed into his coffin and shut the lid tightly. He drifted off into a deep slumber. When he opened his eyes again, things seemed different. His coffin was now open and his room was back to the way it was. All the glass had been cleaned off the floor and Tatianna was gone.

The words he spoke to her echoed in his head. Those words, loosely translated meant, "If it takes a lifetime to find my heart, I shall give it to you."

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