Author Topic: The Path of the Ancient [open]  (Read 503 times)

Aska

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Re: The Path of the Ancient [open]
« Reply #15 on: November 02, 2012, 09:03:11 pm »
Hands palm to palm, fingertips together, the priestess gave a bow. "I am humbled that you approve, little dragon. Find your way to the hearth's flame. Warm yourself. There is a blanket that you may speread out, or if you would prefer, the chairs are open to you." Aska gestured, already moving to the warming water.

Her hands gathered and picked at the herbs, creating a concoction, fragrant and sweet. Each went into the teaball for that specific purpose. Lemon balm and small hints of lavender flower. Mint for flavor and raspberry flower for sweetness. Another odd herb found it's way in, though the tastes and scents of the rest obscure it's existence.

The tea ball made it's way into the small tea pot that sat in a very elegant and old fashioned tea service. Sugar cubes had been arranged, and heavy cream sat beside it to be dolloped. The spoons were old and silvered, well cared for. The tea set is bone china. Scones are available, as is jam beside it.

The small statured woman wheeled the service over to the girl, her lavender eyes watching the younger female. "Would you like to learn what I know then, little one? To learn the arts of the geisha, and find grace of form and tongue?" She asked the girl, softly.
Name: Aska
Age: appears to be in her very early 20's
Gender: Female

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"I wished on the seven sisters. Bring to me wisdom of age. All that's locked within the book of secrets. I longed for the knowledge of the sage...So the sisters smiled to themselves, and they whispered as they shown. And it was from that very instant, I knew I would never be alone."

"It's true. We're all a little insane. But it's so clear, now that I am unchained. Fear is only in our minds, taking over all the time...You poor, sweet, innocent thing, dry your eyes, and testify. You know you live to break me. Don't deny, sweet sacrifice."

"You're such an inspiration for the ways that I will never, ever choose to be. Oh, so many ways for me to show you how your savior has abandoned you...Still you pray, never stray, never taste of the fruit, and you never thought to question why. It's not like you killed someone. Not like you drove a hateful spear into his side. Praise the one who left you broken down and paralyzed. He did it all for you."

"When you scream, it sounds like a lullaby. When you beg, I get all gooey inside. Tonight, I take your eyes, mind and tongue to spread the word and watch your kingdom come... Once upon a time, I ripped the wings from my spine. But when I hide inside your eyes, I still pretend that I can fly. Tell me every secret, so you can fall in love, then fall to pieces. I need new voices in my head..I need new lovers in my bed to feed my secret appetites. I need your scent all over me. I need to taste this tragedy. I need to know with certainty that the nectar was worth the squeeze. It's just the way that we're deceived. It's the blame that stains us. This, this sweetest disease is so contagious."