She stood breast-high amid the corn, Clasp'd by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who many a glowing kiss had won.
-Thomas Hood

"Well I guess I should start at the beginning. I was born, as I said, three thousand years ago to a young priestess at the temple of Delphi…"

"Now in those days it was permissible for the priestesses to have children but my mother was also a seer. They thought that her abilities were tied to her virginity and if one was lost than so would the other be. She was very closely guarded and constantly watched but she managed to have an affair with an outsider and lost her virginity. When the head priestess discovered my mother's secret, she was outraged. My mother was one of the few true seers the temple had. Something had to be done, something that would show her that she should learn to listen to her elders. So she was cursed. Cursed to see everything till the end of time. The priestesses thought the curse meant that she would have visions of the future and would eventually be driven mad by them. A fitting punishment for a wayward seer. But what no one realized was that there was a child in her womb and because of that, the curse was absorbed into me, and since even then I was no seer, the curse worked a little differently than intended. And here I am. Three thousand years later. Sins of the parents and all that." At this point Kit had to stand and move around. She knew the coming sequence of events would be harder to tell.

"After I was born and Mother still had regular visions, it was thought that she had been spared by the Great God Apollo. That is what started the rumors of my parentage. Mother never told anyone who my father really was, not even me. Not that it really mattered, people believe what they want to believe. Anyway, it wasn't until I was around five or so, that the priestess' started looking at me differently. They thought, 'well if her father is a God that means she is a demi-goddess.' Sounds logical right?" She laughed sarcastically here. "But they started dressing and treating me like a little idol, and my Mother reveled in it. She was afforded special treatment and through me, so was my sister. Your ancestress, Victoria. She was all the evidence that the priestesses needed to prove me 'different'. By this time my Mother had advanced to head priestess and was allowed basically anything. Hence my sister being conceived and born. We had different fathers of course so naturally we looked dissimilar. But it was more than that. Phaidra was exactly as her name suggested; she was 'Bright'. She was this beautiful little girl with white-blonde hair and bright green eyes. She was normal. Where as I was darker. My hair was as it is now, black with these damn red undertones, and my eyes were as they are now, an intense gold color. Both were obviously signs that the Sun God had marked me as his. 'Burned my hair with fire, and lit my eyes with the sun.' That's what everyone said. From the moment that it was decided that I was god born, my life ceased to be my own anymore. I was taught because there can't be a stupid goddess running around, and I was groomed to behave a certain way because if a goddess can't be stupid she can't be uncouth either. I was even taught defense to be prepared in case my 'aunts' decided to look in on me. I was supposed to emulate Athena or Artemis. Wise and fierce. I finally had enough and ran away at the age of sixteen. I joined a caravan and traveled to Alexandria. I had developed a love of learning from the priestesses and so I studied with some of the greatest minds the world has ever known. I lived in Alexandria for ten years…" Kit had to stop here due to tears overwhelming her. The others looked on in awe and concern until she had composed herself enough to continue.

"I lived in Alexandria for ten years before I even realized something was wrong. I had stopped aging. To this day I don't know if it happened because I reached a certain age or if it stopped because I left the temple, but once I discovered it, I knew there was only one thing I could do. I had to return home to the temple. They would surely know what was happening. And that's when I learned of the curse placed on my mother. On me. And after I saw my Mother and my sister, and everyone I had ever known, die, I knew that the curse had been taken very literal. I was going to see everything until the end of time. And that is just the start of my story. My life has encompassed a great many people, places and events, so anything specific that any of you want to know, just ask: I am an open book." She sat back down and faced the others, waiting for what was to come.

Ya'll let me know any questions ya may want answered and I'll work them into the next chapter. Also let me know what ya think so far. I know it may be moving a little slowly for some but there is a reason I promise. -Goldie