Drive Forward
"no" 'Rose' gathered her items together and began preparing a mixture to breathe in. typically there were drums, and music, and others chanting but small shrines like this were also fine if one worshipped alone. she did not look at Valdis as she spoke, focusing on her task of prepping. she overturned the small amount of alcohol and poured a bit of it on strong smelling herbs. then she dripped a few droplets around the stump to direct the gods here. "once they enter, I am unable to commune with them. though while in control of my body, they leave behind clues to decipher their will."
as she was doing this alone, she did not require the aid of a translator. she had enough intelligence to figure out meanings herself. Huntington approached the makeshift altar, her hooded eyes viewing the items before she entered a soft hum. her eyes closed, and the hum... it grew and grew as she rocked her lithe body back and fourth to mimic mad chanting. it was a low murmur, but it sometimes gained a few notches of louder. in reality, she was uttering prayer under her breath. the words old and foreign. she rose slowly to her back legs, her front dangling in the air as she moved in a fluid motion. dance was perhaps one way to appease the gods; it was a universal language.
whatever Valdis was doing during this time was unknown to Huntington. her focus went to the loa and her mind had tunnel vision. the light from the swamp faded until she entered a blackness. there, she would reside until the gods were finished with her. outwardly, she continued to sway and hum. her conscious mind elsewhere for this trance.
2/3 taught a lesson (religion) |