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Present-Apartment-Night.
The bedroom was a bit chilly because the doors to the porch were open but the woman sleeping inside the room certainly didn't mind. This woman was about nineteen years old and had long brown hair. She begins to toss and turn in her bed and keeps mumbling about something. Soon she sits up in her bed, wide-awake, breathing rapidly. She quickly gets up and walks out to the porch. Once she is out there, she immediately turns to the West. She sees a star fade into the Western horizon. A slight breeze blows, sending chills up her spine and she whispers, "The hero has fallen." She then quickly makes the sign of reverence before rushing back to her room, closing the glass doors behind her.
She knows what she must do. As a Priestess of the Goddess a ritual must be performed to commend this unknown fallen hero into the hands of the Blessed Goddess. She begins by binding her hair back and for the first time the small dark blue crescent moon tattooed on her brow is visible. The woman places a dark blue robe with a matching veil on and then fills a silver pitcher with water and blesses it. Then swiftly but gracefully walks from her bedroom into the living room. In a corner of the room is a small altar. There she lit candles and incense. She pours the water into a large silver bowl. Then she kneels before the altar to begin the necessary prayers and ritual. "Oh Great Goddess, you who are the Virgin Bride, the Holy Mother, and the Old Crone, you who care for all your children, I ask of thee to take this unknown hero and welcome him unto you. Welcome into the bountiful feast and into the warm halls of his fathers. May he rest in peace and know your love." At this she picked up the bowl of water "With this water O'Goddess wash him and make him whole again." She was about to pour the water onto the altar but she felt herself going into a trance. Something that caught her off guard but she knew she could not fight this. So she allowed the vision to come unto her. She saw a woman, the most beautiful woman ever, she was clothed in the sun, and had the moon at her feet and a crown of twelve stars atop her head. This brilliant woman spoke "My child, my servant, an unique thing has happened. You know what has happened, the child of a heavenly one and a powerful mortal has been slain. You saw it in your dream. Write that dream down. But this child, this hero, shall be given another chance. He shall be yours and You shall be his. Be thou blessed, my child." And with this the vision of the woman ended. Another vision came unto her. She saw the night sky, she saw a star, who has just nearly reached the one-fourth of its' journey across the sky. She understood that to be herself. And then she saw a star fade into the western sky and understood that to be the hero. But then, a miraculous thing happened, the fallen star came back from the West and it moved back through the sky until it rested next to her star. Suddenly her vision ended and she collapsed upon the floor unconscious.
When she awoke she knew she had work to do. The hero, the one that she is now bound to by the Great Goddess, would be here soon. She knew that he would be weak and need to be nursed back to health for a while, so she began to prepare for that. She went into the spare bedroom. There she preformed a ritual to bless the room; to ask the Great Goddess to make the room one of swift healing. She made sure the room smelled that of lavender and then watched all the bedding in lavender. She went to the store to get various herbs that promote healing and foods to nourish this hero. Soon she was done and all she could do is wait.
Present-Apartment-Night.
The bedroom was a bit chilly because the doors to the porch were open but the woman sleeping inside the room certainly didn't mind. This woman was about nineteen years old and had long brown hair. She begins to toss and turn in her bed and keeps mumbling about something. Soon she sits up in her bed, wide-awake, breathing rapidly. She quickly gets up and walks out to the porch. Once she is out there, she immediately turns to the West. She sees a star fade into the Western horizon. A slight breeze blows, sending chills up her spine and she whispers, "The hero has fallen." She then quickly makes the sign of reverence before rushing back to her room, closing the glass doors behind her.
She knows what she must do. As a Priestess of the Goddess a ritual must be performed to commend this unknown fallen hero into the hands of the Blessed Goddess. She begins by binding her hair back and for the first time the small dark blue crescent moon tattooed on her brow is visible. The woman places a dark blue robe with a matching veil on and then fills a silver pitcher with water and blesses it. Then swiftly but gracefully walks from her bedroom into the living room. In a corner of the room is a small altar. There she lit candles and incense. She pours the water into a large silver bowl. Then she kneels before the altar to begin the necessary prayers and ritual. "Oh Great Goddess, you who are the Virgin Bride, the Holy Mother, and the Old Crone, you who care for all your children, I ask of thee to take this unknown hero and welcome him unto you. Welcome into the bountiful feast and into the warm halls of his fathers. May he rest in peace and know your love." At this she picked up the bowl of water "With this water O'Goddess wash him and make him whole again." She was about to pour the water onto the altar but she felt herself going into a trance. Something that caught her off guard but she knew she could not fight this. So she allowed the vision to come unto her. She saw a woman, the most beautiful woman ever, she was clothed in the sun, and had the moon at her feet and a crown of twelve stars atop her head. This brilliant woman spoke "My child, my servant, an unique thing has happened. You know what has happened, the child of a heavenly one and a powerful mortal has been slain. You saw it in your dream. Write that dream down. But this child, this hero, shall be given another chance. He shall be yours and You shall be his. Be thou blessed, my child." And with this the vision of the woman ended. Another vision came unto her. She saw the night sky, she saw a star, who has just nearly reached the one-fourth of its' journey across the sky. She understood that to be herself. And then she saw a star fade into the western sky and understood that to be the hero. But then, a miraculous thing happened, the fallen star came back from the West and it moved back through the sky until it rested next to her star. Suddenly her vision ended and she collapsed upon the floor unconscious.
When she awoke she knew she had work to do. The hero, the one that she is now bound to by the Great Goddess, would be here soon. She knew that he would be weak and need to be nursed back to health for a while, so she began to prepare for that. She went into the spare bedroom. There she preformed a ritual to bless the room; to ask the Great Goddess to make the room one of swift healing. She made sure the room smelled that of lavender and then watched all the bedding in lavender. She went to the store to get various herbs that promote healing and foods to nourish this hero. Soon she was done and all she could do is wait.