Coffin in the Clouds
02-14-2022, 06:24 PM
Each night since parting ways with her cousin, Noelie, the yearling had made it a point to ask her ancestors where to go next. The signs and symbols that she'd been able to interoperate from the night sky had been saying the same thing consistently all week: Northeast. Originally there hadn't been a problem with that, but now the girl was completely fresh out of Northeast. She'd tried to scry for her next move about a half hour ago, after the sun had completely set, but it had been a fruitless endeavor. She tried again ten minutes later and, what would you know, still no answers. Could that mean there was something that she was supposed to do here? Etoile wasn't sure what the ancestors had planned for her, but without any obvious sense of where to go the girl was starting to feel a little irritated. She was alone, confused, and felt like she'd been missing something obvious. It wasn't until the first sight of a firefly that the young seer's ears perked up. Fireflies held some significance back home, kind of like messengers on earth sent from the ancestors, or something like that. Etoile couldn't really remember their exact significance, but surely this had to be something. She followed a trail of the little lightning bugs until she finally reached it, and it was perhaps the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. The sight was almost like another spiritual awakening, thousands of somewhat methodical blips lighting up before her in the physical realm, amplified by the reflection of the lake below. The seemingly perfect weather, the clear sky above, that sudden feeling of oneness. It all made sense now, and this was exactly where she needed to be. "Talk" 'Think' |
