Disclaimer: Same as I said before, except that also this lullaby is mine! If you steal it, you will disappear one day and no one will be able to find you, because no one will know that you are in a dark dank basement, chained to the wall, being slowly tortured to death.
Title: Daughter Of WiseMan
Author: Queen Serenity
Fandom: Sailor Moon
Chapter: Two – Memory's Lullaby
As she walked to the mess hall, her footsteps echoing in the large halls, Salicia let her mind wander.
Her father, WiseMan, was all she had; sadly, the girl's mother had died when Salicia was just over a year old.
WiseMan had never told Salicia much about her mother; all that he would tell her, really, was that she had been a very smart, very beautiful mortal woman whom had been filled with untapped power, and that she had been very talented in manipulating the magicks which dealt with dreams, illusions, and minds.
Thinking about this, the girl got the impression that her father had only been with her mother for breeding purposes, to produce a powerful heir to his legacy.
Upon her birth, Salicia's mother had placed a locket around her neck, a very old one that must have been passed down in her mother's family. Now, Salicia reached inside the collar of her robes to look at it, as she had many times before. A plain silver locket, except for the clouds engraved into it. Inside she knew was a small pale violet jewel which seemed to glow with an inner light.
Salicia herself remembered only four things about her mother; she had smelled always of cinnamon and vanilla, she had had the same eyes and hair as Salicia, she always seemed for some reason to be afraid of something which she would not mention, and there was a lullaby which she had always sung ever so softly to Salicia,
"My little one,
Just listen to me,
Just listen to my words,
You choose your own destiny.
My little one,
Just listen to me,
Always follow your heart,
You choose who you want to be.
My little one,
Just focus and see,
You make your own fate,
You choose your own destiny.
My little one,
Please listen to me,
I want you to make your own fate,
I want you to be… free."
Her mother had not succeeded. Salicia was not free. She was her father's daughter, and her path had been set from the moment she had been conceived.