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Mosquito (7.48) |
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January 29, 1969 |
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The Priestess
I was chosen at the mere age of seven among a long row of girls. Taken from my parents and told I would be the new vestal virgin. As such I would be taught and protected,or I was suppose to be. I grew and learned, watched and sought knowledge. I grew both in grace and beauty. I was called forth to prepare sacrifices, foods and many would seek my advice though the most important thing I had to do was keep the sacred fire lit. For if it went out I would be judged and judged harshly. If the fire went out it would be considered that I had done one of the two, either I was no longer virginal or I had not full filled my duties. As such a tomb would be prepared for me underground. I would have a simple table with a small amount of food and then I would be left there. The tomb would be closed and the last thing I would hear would be the dirt that was shoveled on top of my tomb. I'd be left there to die alone and in shame.
In my time I blessed couples to conceive, I prepared rituals, marriages, births and the sacrifice of animals,I assisted those in power. My words became fact, my rituals truth and my body innocent of all wrong doing. Such was my life and I was happy with it. But it didn't last.
I was captured by a coven and I thought that they were dark witches or .
sorcerers. They were vile creatures and worshiped the dark arts. They dressed in black and their faces were covered in masks. One had lured me there with begging and honeyed words. As trusting and innocent as I was I took them at their word. Once in this coven who practiced dark arts I was prepared for sacrifice. I had practiced in the same way, but not on humans. My voice it seemed they could not hear. I begged, I prayed, I pleaded. It was all for naught. I was laid upon a alter while they chanted all around me and then a dagger pierced my heart. I didn't suffer long before death claimed me. At least there was that.
It was then the sacred fire went out.
My soul waited century upon century until it was time for my rebirth.
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