Soon the sun started setting the golden thread, spreading the beautiful colors around the world but the stormy winds and owl cries for future were sending chills down the spine, it was a warning the future that was going to arrive in the life of two friends. Arriving at the place Marry made a circle around the rock where a bowl was kept with wine inside and were ready take an oath.
The mother of my precious land
I child of your golden thread asking for a bond to fulfill
Bless us with your power to always stay along
and
Never forget the bond we hold
Thee mercy on your precious child
With that they both pricked their finger and drop the blood in the bowl to finish the ceremony of bloody oath and left the place with the last bow.
The oath was taken and sealed with blood yet the future they hold is mystery tale.
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