Gathering Storm by Jess Parry

fell forward shadowing his features, he opened his eyes looking directly at Siobhan. They were the same bright green but held a hint of sorrow in their depths.
    “They are brothers , she is their younger sister, if you haven’t noticed the eyes are the same” Leaning in to Siobhan Marcus whispered
    “I had noticed” She replied back as she watched them in awe.
    “Be careful of the melodies the one of the left will enthrall you into a trance that will surely lose your heart” Simon’s voice fell between Sarah and Siobhan softly
    “He is pretty hot, Simon, he does give you a run for that department” Sarah sighed
    “They all could be heartbreaker’s” Siobhan whispered
    “Wow, the singer is hot!” Jason said reverently “Sorry, Siobhan, it’s not that you aren’t hot, but…” Jason stammered looking back at Siobhan
    A warm laugh escaped Siobhan and she leaned over kissing Jason smartly on the lips
    “Let’s get on with it!” A voice yelled loudly over the murmu ring of voices in the bar.
    The singer scowled slightly then turned to her brothers , nodding quickly , she kept her back to the group as the two began to strum the guitar and flute. The haunting lilt of the flute mix ing with the longing chords of the guitar , t he beauty of the two sounds danced around each other, touching and parting.
    Siobhan felt goose bumps rise on her arms as she felt the music surrounding her. The woman turned slowly towards the crowd a sound of ach ing deprivation fell from her lips. The lyrics were haunted, her voice clung to everything. The deep yearning ache mixed with the beauty of the music her brother’s played.
    Siobhan closed her eyes to the splendor before her; there was pain there, to take in that much beauty hurt. She felt the tears falling down her face, but was helpless to stop them. She could feel the song wrap around her, she felt strength of love holding her. The wonder of watching her lover embrace her, she could see the beauty of his eyes smiling warmly. She could smell the woodiness aroma that clung to him. She felt his power send chills of desire through her, his name on the tip of her tongue.
    She opened her mouth to whisper her love’s name as the loud clapping and cheers from the crowd broke the spell. Blinking her eyes open, she took in the sounds and people around her. The song had ended as softly as it had begun, everyone was cheering and clapping. The three on the stage stood quietly , nodd ing their heads, the lead singer looking hard at Siobhan.
    “Why are they playing here , not in an arena somewhere ? They are beyond awesome!” Sarah exclaimed
    “There are some who do not seek the spotlight lovely. They are content to play their music to those who would truly appreciate it” Simon responded quietly
    “That’s just bullshit, they should be famous. They should be sharing that with the world, not some little dive in Dublin!” Jason replied sourly
    The woman turned to Jason and nodded slightly; a sad smile ghosted her lips then was gone. Siobhan leaned over to Marcus “I want to meet them”
    “That may not be a good idea” Marcus scowled quickly at the woman on the stage
    “I don’t give a damn what you think Marcus, I want to meet her!” Siobhan’s voice shook with an underlying anger that slammed into Marcus. He shifted slightly in his chair as the power washed over him.
    “As you wish, lovely, it can be arranged, the woman is named Moira, her brother on the flute is Finn, the other on the guitar is Ian” Simon responded quickly as he took in the simmering tempers between Marcus and Siobhan. He leaned over and blew a small breath in Siobhan’s direction; the singer silently watched the scene before her.
    Moira instantly felt the heat of anger fill her cheeks, and turned back to her brothers. She leaned in , whispered something only meant for them to hear. Her brother ’s glanced at Marcus and Simon ; smirk ing broadly they nodded their heads in approval of whatever she had