Inscription

She stalked through the rugged terrain of the northern wilderness, her movements silent and fluid. The crisp air carried the faint scent of smoke, beckoning to her like a mysterious whisper. Her curiosity piqued, she followed the delicate trail until she came upon a secluded clearing. Her sapphire gaze immediately found the presence of Sol and Khonsu, though she hadn't ever been officially introduced. They were already a curious individual as it stood, but what they were doing couldn't help but make her heart lurch.

Her keen gaze took in the scene—a makeshift altar laid out with what seemed like an eclectic mix of nature's elements. Bark, lichen, grasses, and shards of slate adorned the ground, each contributing to the flames that cast shadows on the taiga terrain. The oceanic salt beneath them added a touch of ritualistic symbolism to the arrangement. Aurelia recognized the essence of an altar- or as it would be to her, a sacred space where intentions and offerings met the dance of fire. It might not align with the deities she acknowledged, but the aura of reverence was familiar. Intrigued, she approached cautiously, hesitating at what would be the perimeter in her own ritual. Though seeing no boundary or edge markers, she felt it was safe to come closer.

Standing at a respectful distance, Aurelia observed the twins—Sol and Khonsu—as they carefully added each item to the flames. The dance of smoke and embers wove a story, one that resonated with the spiritual currents she, too, felt coursing through the taiga. Though their beliefs may differ, the language of devotion and reverence transcended such boundaries. Without uttering a word, Aurelia began her own silent meditation. Her sapphire eyes closed, she focused on each offering, allowing the crackling fire to guide her thoughts. In this quiet communion with nature, she found a connection to something beyond the physical realm—a shared moment of spirituality amidst the shadowed grasps her soul had been stolen by.

"Aurelia Veratti"