Gareth/Praesa's house south country:
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There was a strange sound, like a steady drumbeat, or the boot tread of a soldier.
"Is it working?"
THe drumbeat got louder, even timed beats like a well trained percussionist.
"Yes auntie, it's working. I've got a steady heartbeat- now the lungs."
The sound of snow sliding off roof tiles. Pain, searing mind numbing pain.
"He's breathing now and I think His souls attached fully to his body."
The pain lessened slightly, replaced by a tightness everywhere- almost unbearable.
"Praesa my dear when can you fix the..um.. well he looks like a corpse still- albeit a breathing one- but corpse still the same."
"He has to drink my blood for that to happen, I only reanimated him Auntie like you asked."
Warm, silky liquid. The strong sent and taste of iron. Warmth and a strange vitalizing tingle.
"Well he swallowed it easily enough. Now we just have to wait."
"For how long?"
"It depends, he had been dead for a while-a few hours?"
"A few hours? I don't have that long Praesa,I have work to do!"
Shuffling footsteps, and the swishing of heavy brocade fabrics as someone moved away.
"I'll leave him to you niece, send him to me when he's fully awake and functioning."
"Alright auntie."
Two sets of footsteps now retreated away, slowly senses were coming back that had been dead for a time.
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((This is all I got so far. I'm going to write him in first person but I needed to get this out so I can move on!_)
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