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Ariyana Sune 
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(4/24/03 12:47 pm)
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The sun had barely passed beyond the horizon, the darkness moved across the land at a minute pace. The deep night was still several hours from the sky. Tonight would be a moonless night, the wan of the moon always a time to put the negative in its place by spellcasting and rituals. This part of the day was always her favorite. Picking up a lantern Ariyana walked down the road from her villa towards the teleporter into the city. Tonight she wanted to see the alignment of the stars. Perhaps they would hold a clue to her odd daydreams that she caught herself having more frequently. She loved the isle she lived on, everything was easy to reach and the woodland animals seemed so content. Even the mongbats that squeeked seemed less of an annoyance tonight, they shied away from her most often then not, feeling the vibrations of her magick before they got too close. Quickly enough she reached the telepad and it took her into the heart of the City that she loved. She looked about to see if any the virtue guard stood watch. It sickened her that she had to look over her shoulder when she came into the city that was the Coven's rightful home. "Soon." she whispered to herself as she moved to the telepad that would take her to the great telescope that was on the north end of the isle.

The sky was not quite dark enough for her to look to the heavens. Sitting back against the telescope she looked out upon the sea and relaxed a moment. Her eyes closed as she relaxed and meditated on her life and her family. Absently her hand went to her stomach and rested there.

Pulling her mind down thru the chakras of her meditation, she let the colors that guided her down to a meditative state meld into a brillant hue of red. Her mind cleared of all outside thoughts she began to chant softly a prayer to the Goddess.

Mother, darksome and divine,
Say to thee, Your child calls upon you
Guide the scourge and Guide my sight
Here I charge ye in this sign.
Hells dark Mistress, Heavens Queen
Come Goddess hear this prayer
I give you offerings, and do bow,
No other law but love I know,
By naught but love I may be known,
All that liveth is mine own
From you they come, to you they go..


As her words became breathless syllables on her lips her mind found a pleasant grove surrounded by majestic trees, ripe with fruit. Flashes of the images of members of the Collective faded in and out of the vision as she entered the sacred circle of the grove. On a pillar in the center of the circle there was a reflective ball of scrying, she reached out for it and as she touched it she began to see them all Her Coven, the Brethern of the Bregan's, the Emperor Tenebrous and his scattered lot of Atalans, and the fierce Mondanites. Each of them fading to a grain of sand as they flashed from her vision. A dripping noise turning into the sound of a downpour, looking down at her arm a single drop of rain struck her arm as the landscape around her turned to a lake of water, leaving her isolated in the sacred circle, alone.


The brilliant red of her meditation returned and as it moved back up the chakras she dared not let her mind wander out of her medition state til she reached the last color of ice blue that brought her back to reality. Her opened eyes focused on the land around her, the darkness had claimed the moonless night. Sensing now that the alignment of the heavens were impacting her dreams, but whatever they were could wait she felt urged to call upon the leaders of the Collective, the Goddess had called her to look into the scrourge to seek a glimpse of the future.


Edited by: Ariyana Sune  at: 4/24/03 12:51:51 pm
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