Bewitched

The sun set on the beach of the little Indian reservation and Allianna White looked out across the water far below her. Summer was quickly coming to an end and she knew what that meant, He would wake up. He would be offered a choice of life or death and he would choose life. Then he would forget until it came time for the debt to be paid and his heart would break as her's had only months before him.

It was her fault of course, she was foolish. She had been warned but she didn't beleive and that's why she was standing on the cliff far above the release she so desperately needed. As the sun bent to kiss the horizon Allianna saw him climb out from the cave below her. His black and blue hair styled to perfection, although his clothes were dirty and blood stained and she cringed a little. He stretched and started the long climb to the top of the cliff where she stood.