tied up sleeping

a project that is on going. this image i kept as a side project for the last 2 months. the story (beging posted below) will slowly be written.

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"i hope, dear sister, that ur infatuation is done" a tall white hair man nodded to the shadows to his right a cloaked hunched figure with a staff appeared in the torch light of the white haired man, they looked up to a woman with paler hair was bonded by riddon held up by her arms a few feet above the ground. all along the walls floor and ceiling surrounding the woman, were hundreds of papers stuck to the wall with charms written with fading ink.

the hunched figure stepped closer to the women and raised his staff above his head. he started to chant in a low bass voice, slowly his body started to shake as he voice became louder and louder. after a few minutes the pieces of paper cliging to the wall started to peel off and fall to the ground and burn into nothing. once all the charms were burned the tall male went up to his sister and wrapped his right arm around her teighs.
"come back sister" he whispers "the world has changed and father wants u to come home" he drew a thin rapier from a back shelth
"come on sister!" his whisper was harsh as his knuckles whiten from the grip of his sword.

suddenly the woman gasp for air and the brother swung his sword cutting the ribbons holding her up. her weight now on him he let her slide down until her feet touch the ground. he still hung on, he kissed the top of her head
"welcome back, little sister" he pulled back a little to watch her open her eyes, 'pale blue like mothers' he thought and smiled as her distant eyes looked over his face.
"brother" her voice was soft and rasped from years of no use. his smile widened
"yes, now lets go home" he shelth his sword and picked her up in his arms, and turned to the hunch figure "take us home" the brother commanded his voice louder now. sister smiled at the sound of his voice to a time where she was home with him and not with humans.