Celtic Rose by Campbell Jill

Author:Campbell, Jill [Campbell, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: World Castle Publishing
Published: 2011-09-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

The sound of beautiful violin music woke Kallisto from her sleep. Wanting to find out where the song was coming from, she climbed out of bed with one last look at her loving gentleman who never did more than kiss her, much to her dismay. Kallisto grinned at the thought and walked into the restroom to get on more appropriate clothing. She had been so exhausted she’d fallen asleep still wearing her clothes from yesterday, and so had Talus.

She changed into a pair of clean jeans and another shirt with one long sleeve and no sleeve on the other side. Even though they were all comfortable together and they knew that the tattoo’s were symbolic and part of their destiny, she just couldn’t get out of the habit of covering it up.

She rushed out to the hall and down the stairs. The music was coming from a room behind the stairs. It sounded so wonderful she just had to see who was playing it, but when she stepped into the room, she didn’t see anyone. She scanned the room again and stopped in surprise, with her gaze focused on the most beautiful instrument she’d ever seen in her life. The violin was a work of art, royal blue instead of brown and engraved with Celtic markings. Light pouring through the window cast a glow on the instrument, highlighting the intricate designs. She didn’t know if they were words, symbols, or just meaningless carvings, but they caught her eye and she couldn’t look away.

The music enticed her and she stepped forward to the violin. The soft music in the background continued without faltering. As she reached for the beautiful violin, a new song played.

Out of the corner of her eye, Kallisto spotted a silhouette of a woman. Kallisto turned to face her and she became more defined, and Kallisto could see that she was playing the violin. It was as though she was standing right in front of Kallisto. Kallisto recognized her as the enchantress from her dream, and she smiled brightly at Kallisto as though she remembered her, too. She shone as though she had an inner light emanating from her. With a tilt of her head, she gestured toward the violin.

Taking her cue, Kallisto picked up the stringed instrument and placed it under her chin, poising the bow over it. She’d never played a violin in her life, but with the enchantress signaling for Kallisto to play with her, she needed to try. When Kallisto began to strum the strings, the music flowed from somewhere deep within her, as if it was another memory waiting to be reawakened. The notes mixed with the enchantress’ in a beautiful melody, and they played as one. Soon, the enchantress stopped and left Kallisto to play on her own. The enchantress walked around Kallisto as she played and ran her hand across Kallisto’s shoulders as she went behind her. Kallisto felt a waterfall of power crash into her, but her playing never faltered during the transfer; if anything it became even more beautiful.

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