09-07-2016, 11:44 AM
now don’t you understand…that I’m never changing who I am?
There was something about the way the trees sighed a breath of relief—it was calming. It was warm. With her immediate family beside her—Jinju, her newly adopted niece, and Ruan, her… whatever they were—she found she was able to relax. The breeze was nice, and blew against the green tinged woman as she drove her body further down the mountain and into the woods, the scent of the sap and the evergreen giving a sweet fragrance to the air.
This was home, and she would me her home here in the Taiga. Though full of trees, the vegetation was plentiful and Reagan was assured the protection she sought for their young ones. And, as her heart beat—with Ruan’s beating right along beside hers—she felt the warmth and thickness to her blood return to her. She flared her nostrils, and turned to face the trees. Looking up, she flicked her ears and took a step with purpose, her heart thundering when she realized that the vines were winding their way around the trunks at her will.
The power of her blood was back with her, and she was restored in full, just as the Fairy said she would be. She stopped, and lowered her eyes and head to the dirt in momentary supplication, counting her rosary beads and saying a Hail Mary to God and the Fairies that Be. Her magic, and a home—all in the same day.
Twas a day to be truly blessed.
This was home, and she would me her home here in the Taiga. Though full of trees, the vegetation was plentiful and Reagan was assured the protection she sought for their young ones. And, as her heart beat—with Ruan’s beating right along beside hers—she felt the warmth and thickness to her blood return to her. She flared her nostrils, and turned to face the trees. Looking up, she flicked her ears and took a step with purpose, her heart thundering when she realized that the vines were winding their way around the trunks at her will.
The power of her blood was back with her, and she was restored in full, just as the Fairy said she would be. She stopped, and lowered her eyes and head to the dirt in momentary supplication, counting her rosary beads and saying a Hail Mary to God and the Fairies that Be. Her magic, and a home—all in the same day.
Twas a day to be truly blessed.