TheDarkerMe
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 11, 2009
- Location
- Oregon
Aithne crossed her arms over her chest, she wore the simple garb of a Priestess from the Isle of Avalon. Her head tilted back as she looked at the people milling around. So this is where she would be living? Where she would spend the rest of her life? She knew she was quite old to marry off, being only Eighteen summers. Much more so... considering the fact that she would be a First Wife to the man.
First and only, if she had her say in it. If she was to be faithful to her husband, he would be the same. She would be more then fertile, she was a follower of the Goddess Ceridwen, and she would provide. Beside Aithne had four sisters, all of which whom had children now. Her white robes caught the wind, and a chill raced up her spine. So far from her home, from the trees and animals she knew.
She felt the tears well up in her eyes, as she yanked her purple cloak closer. Purple, because it was such a hard color to make, was the color that higher standing woman wore. Aithne had almost been the High Priestess, but she had been informed her destiny was to read near royalty. Priestesses often did this, so she was alright with it. The cloak was heavy and warm, and along with the belongins she brought with her... was some of the few things she had left of her home.
She stepped off, and unto the platform that would deliver her to her new home. She was taken to her new home, and then she was left standing in a sitting room. To await the meeting of her Parents to be, and her husband to be. She was definitely something new for some of the Japanese around her. She had hair the color of the sun at setting, and eyes just as green as the grass around them. Her form was slim and willowy, and it held a rather taller air then most of the females around her. She stood at 5'4'', when most only came up to her shoulders.
Her hair was braided and fell down her back, and she shifted to sit crosslegged. Resting her cloak in her lap.
First and only, if she had her say in it. If she was to be faithful to her husband, he would be the same. She would be more then fertile, she was a follower of the Goddess Ceridwen, and she would provide. Beside Aithne had four sisters, all of which whom had children now. Her white robes caught the wind, and a chill raced up her spine. So far from her home, from the trees and animals she knew.
She felt the tears well up in her eyes, as she yanked her purple cloak closer. Purple, because it was such a hard color to make, was the color that higher standing woman wore. Aithne had almost been the High Priestess, but she had been informed her destiny was to read near royalty. Priestesses often did this, so she was alright with it. The cloak was heavy and warm, and along with the belongins she brought with her... was some of the few things she had left of her home.
She stepped off, and unto the platform that would deliver her to her new home. She was taken to her new home, and then she was left standing in a sitting room. To await the meeting of her Parents to be, and her husband to be. She was definitely something new for some of the Japanese around her. She had hair the color of the sun at setting, and eyes just as green as the grass around them. Her form was slim and willowy, and it held a rather taller air then most of the females around her. She stood at 5'4'', when most only came up to her shoulders.
Her hair was braided and fell down her back, and she shifted to sit crosslegged. Resting her cloak in her lap.