Wicca’s Wardrobe: Cancion De La Muerte

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Cancion de la muerte

Nathaniel had just finished school and wanted to make a trip through Europe before he started university. When he was in Spain, he had dinner in a little bar when he packed for the night, the landlord warned him not to go to the nearby ruins after sunset.

As every young man, Nathaniel did not care for advise and thought the locals superstitious. His curiosity tickled, he thought he might just see them before going to the hostel. As he got there, he started to feel a bit uneasy. Then he heard the sweetest music.
He followed the tune and saw a little girl playing. First she ignored him, playing with her eyes shut, then she looked at him, turned round and went into the direction of the ruins.

He hesitated, but decided to follow the girl. When he entered the ruins he thought he heard moans and muffled screams, but he told himself silly. “When the little girl is not afraid, I should not be either,” he told himself. He looked at the girl again and suddenly he realized what was so weird about her, she was slightly translucent. His heart started racing and he was about to let pride be pride and run, when the girl spoke. “Help us! We cannot live or die because of the music.”

He looked round and saw a few ghosts lingering around, they all seemed unnaturally aged. They all looked at him pleadingly, Mustering all his courage, he asked how he could help. The girl said “Stop the music. Come!” She led him into a room in the ruins. There was a fire burning in the fireplace and someone was sitting on a chair. The little girl stopped playing but the music went on. She pointed at the person in the chair.

He slowly went round the chair and gasped in horror, there was a mummified old woman looking at the notes before her playing the violin. She had the same eyes as the girl and he knew her ghost led him to her body – or what was left of it. She played on and on. “Burn the notes,” said the little girl. He went around the chair, took the notes “Pierre’s Requiem” from the stand and threw them into the fire. Then all went very fast, the fire blazed up in a roar, the ghost of the girl was drawn into her corpse. Then there was a flash of light and the sound of thunder. Then, the music started again.

He saw the person in the chair had turned into a beautiful young woman, smiling at him while playing a different tune. He saw there were new notes on the stand and went to throw them into the fire, too. When he stretched out his hand he saw it was aging fast until he saw his own body crumbling into dust. The song was called “Nathaniel’s Requiem”. The last thing he heard was the woman’s chuckle playing his song.

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Details

Top & Pants: Rfyre – “Srping Womens Black”

Skirt: [sys] – “Ascella”

Boots: *GF* – “Short Lace-Up Boots”

Corset: [Etchaflesh] – “Basic Black Leather Underbust Corset” (mesh)

Hair: LeLutka – “Rykiel”

Ring: (NS) – “Vicious Rose Ring”

Hat: Vanilla C. Designs – “Dress Hat Black”

Nails: [V] Couture – “Royal Purple Nails”

Skin: Silken Moon – “Morbida Haze”

Set: Tableau Vivant

Poses: *PosESioN*

Story: Malicia Python

Model & Photographer: Wicca Merlin

~ by Wicca Merlin on March 27, 2013.

2 Responses to “Wicca’s Wardrobe: Cancion De La Muerte”

  1. Fantastic tale and pics! Love your spooky tales.😀

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