Zandra Whisper
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- Posted: Mon, 16 Aug 2004 07:33:26 +0000
She waited. She was sitting shivering with her knees pulled up and her arms around them by the dying fire, her light blue eyes were dark, from too few sleep, with slowly moving lips she repeated the prayer her father had taught her, her lips were painful so was her troat from repeating it day after day. Her blonde hair was full with dust from sleeping on the ground: though her being so sue of staying awake and alert, while waiting on her vision, the exhausting had got to her 3 times. She wore a white robe and a green top with a darkgreen warm looking mantel.
The nightsky became the early morning's grey and the stars started fading. She slowly took a small sip from the water, there wasn't much left. It was tradition from the Orosine, her people, to go onto the Shantana Higo if you were female, to lose your girls name, and find your womans name. Few had died during this ceremony from being alone on the mountain. But if she'd die the gods hadn't found her worthy to live, therefor she was very stressed and alert, perhaps to alert to see one...
The nightsky became the early morning's grey and the stars started fading. She slowly took a small sip from the water, there wasn't much left. It was tradition from the Orosine, her people, to go onto the Shantana Higo if you were female, to lose your girls name, and find your womans name. Few had died during this ceremony from being alone on the mountain. But if she'd die the gods hadn't found her worthy to live, therefor she was very stressed and alert, perhaps to alert to see one...
