|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
|
 Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 10:56 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 11:16 pm
Since she was born Kamila wondered at the meaning of her markings, at the meaning of herself, and of her name. Life was a mystery waiting for her to unravel it and the best way to traverse it would be to know herself.
She had asked anyone she had encountered about her markings, now was the time to sit down and piece together all the information.
Staring into the cool waters of the river, she looked at the markings on her body. The intricate designs over her brow seemed to ripple like waves. It was meant to symbolize running water, bringer of life, the great purifier--the ebb and flo of emotions
|
|
|
|
|
|
Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
|
Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2013 9:30 pm
She'd often wondered were the markings what defined her, or was who she was/who she was to become what made the markings?
Was it a combination of who her mother and father were? Or was it entirely herself? She watched as the water went over her hooves. She'd tried to find out so much, but she knew at the same time that the journey was just beginning. She was still just a foal, after all what could she understand?
Understanding came with time and patience. It also came with maturity and faith. Faith was something that she had plenty of. She'd had no shortage of that since her birth.
Her beliefs shaped her. How much of them were her own and how much were given to her by her parents? How much of it would she have chosen without them?
She'd like to think that here decisions were all completely her own, but even she knew that decisions were never soley based on only yourself. Everythign was influenced by everything else.
Kamila dipped her muzzle into the water and let the cool water drip down her throat. What was that saying? No man was an island unto himself? Everything you did, touched someone else and everything someone else did...affected you.
She could do the best with what she had though. She could make a a difference, she didn't know what that difference was yet--btu she could make it. Her life would have some kind of meaning, even if it took her all her life to figure it out.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 6:17 pm
***
Kamila Maluhia looked at herself again in the water as she drank. Her legs were long and gangly. Her family, unlike others who had henna painted on, was born with it. Kamilia believed that it was some sort of map to who she was, or would become--a blessing that she was given as she was forming in the womb.
These markings on her skin were blessings from someone or something, but she didn't know what or who had given her these blessings. Her parents had never exactly been clear on their beliefs--it was something that had said she'd have to decide for herself.
She thought over what she had discovered.
|
|
|
|
|
|
Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
|
Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 6:18 pm
The flowing paisley designs falling over her body, believed to bring fertility and luck, a blessing that she would want and hope for. She knew that much already, that in the future she would want a family. It wasn't much to know, but it was something.
The vines and leaves that drifted over her back meant to symbolize devotion and vitality. Maybe they too shadowed the urge in her to find out things, the meaning of life not just the living of it?
And the waves, were the waves of her life--the ebb and flow of emotion. They felt like the waves of the river beneath her feet, somewhere they would meet the ocean...somewhere it brang life from it's giving source.
She, Kamilla, was an ocean, fed by some river or tributary and somewhere far up river was the source of who she was, the sum of all of her. Somewhere, to the north lay her answers--the giver of life, the spirit who gave her this.
She did not know who to pray to or what to feel, so she closed her eyes doing the best she could.
Giver of life, thank you for blessing me. Thank you for my life...I thank you for these things without knowing your name, but I will find you and thank you. I will devote my life to being good. I will thank you for my blessings, Oh Great Maker and seek out your name.
A few months more, a little more time to grow and she would leave on her journey.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2014 9:26 pm
The time had come to put away her childhood, to journey and find her answers in life. She was scared to go out alone, but it was the way every journey must start. The first step was always the hardest.
Kamila Maluhia knew that out there were the answers she was waiting for if she had the courage to seek them. She wanted to know who was her creator and she wanted to know what meaning her life held. She could never find that out if she waited here.
Out there, there were deserts, mountain, snow, and a thousand other things. She could earn things out there, she could find the pieces of herself that she did not know yet. She was not a foal anymore.
It was time for the journey to begin.
|
|
|
|
|
|
Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
|
Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2014 9:38 pm
The first few days were easy, easier than she thought they would be without the comfort of home. Her boy was in good shape, and she knew how to gather food if need be. She even had a water skin if she needed it. So far, she was prepared for whatever had come her way.
Which was good, she was quite happy with her journey so far. She had not found out anything, but the feeling of moving and seeing knew places felt like an accomplishment. Happiness was something that came from within not without. She had been taught that.
She would be happy on this journey, no matter what cane or didn't came. If her questions were not answered then perhaps her questions were not meant to be answered. But there was a purpose for her, and she would learn it in it's own good time.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
