by Mitera Nikkou » Thu Aug 03, 2006 6:18 am
She couldn't help watching Cassiela as she moved, using such entrancing elegance as she sat. While she was aware of other faeries, even those that consisted of the group of humans that she had come with, she was, both figuratively and literally, moonstruck by the moon faery. She was her new immediate family, as well as a prime source for what she would need to know in her new existence. She felt something akin to admiration toward her; it reminded her of her youth, when she was a boy that was eager to learn and do his father's trade to make him happy, proud. And yet her new sister was practically a stranger, not long ago considered a part of an old man's stories.
She felt that now was the time to do something, rather than to continue to stand where she had been standing since the encounter with the fae. She was curious about the others, including her companions from the village, but she wanted to commit herself to her new life; a defining first act, in a sense.
With her mind set, she felt more than thought out what she wanted, sensing an underlying knowledge that she couldn't consciously understand. But she was able to delve into it subconsciously and, letting go of her strict conscious control over her body, she felt as if she were in a dream as she drifted up to the branch where her sister sat. She soon found herself sitting beside her sister, amazed that she had mirrored her movements from memory without being aware of it. It filled her with many emotions, making her flustered. With her eyes falling to her lap, where she had her hands tightly clasped, she blushed and hoped that what little she had just done could be defined as something that only a faery could do; something that her sister had done. If she were going to be a faery, she felt that it would take more than herself to be accepted as one.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned because only women can give two tits for every tat.
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