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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 8:25 pm
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Author's Note: It takes place in Rome, it should be evident if you take in all the names and read more carefully. If you have a probelm with the fact that it takes place in Rome well thats your probelm and not mine. Venita (her real name is Victoria Octavius) is around 13 in this passage. Octi(Short for Octavius, servants simply got the name of the family, nicknames where given to loved servants) is the personal servant of Venita. Everything is about as historically accurate as can be, but remember of course that it is a work of fiction. Wish me luck I hope to get the whole book published when its done.
Venita’s family was split between two personas of religion. Her mother came from a family of artists and writers which gifted her in a strong education in the personification of the Gods from the Greeks, however her father learned about rituals and ceremonies that would gift his life and that was the purpose of the Gods. Marius agreed with his father, Lucius sided with his mother and Venita was uncertain. She loved the characters of the Gods and they made great subjects for poetry, but ceremonies and rituals were necessary otherwise a person would find no gifts. So Venita stood in the middle ground, if not, leaning more to her mother’s side. At the time of growing adolescence Venita, who was now 13, took interest into the Goddess huntress Diana. She would stare at the moon at night a feel envy of the unattainable freedom; going out hunting and participating in athletic activities. The wild spirit of the Goddess was inside of her captivating her at night. Venita would no longer sleep at night instead she began a bad habit of staying up while the others slept. Octi would try her best to keep her eye on her but soon she would be captured by the spell of Somnus. The family new that all she did was walking in the Domus how ever one night was different… Venita had waited until Octi had fallen asleep in her servant bed in the corner and wearing her house sandals escaped the confinement of her room walking quietly. She was still not used to the louder sounds of her new footsteps from her new womanly weight so it took much patience. She wrapped a blanket around herself for the fall nights were chilly. Exiting her room she entered the courtyard seeing their house cat Brutus and dog Abito. The cat was staring at her mother’s sleeping Peacocks. Horrible birds of beauty and bite. As a child they were most tempting to Venita because of their blue shade, her most favorite color. Now Venita thinks of taking revenge by coming behind one and plucking one of its precious feathers away and using it as a quill. But she decided such evil creatures’ feathers where not worthy of the praise to produce the beautiful words that came from hand. A vain thought, but something true. “No wonder they were symbolic of Juno.” Venita thought and shivered at the memory of being bitten when trying to pet their pretty feathers. “No wonder Jupiter seeks love with other woman.” She smothered her laugh.
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 9:21 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 11:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2008 3:44 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 9:38 am
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