Caged – Truths, Lies and Revelations PT 1
by Allynda ilm Warraqen
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Rissa yawned. She was tired after the journey and then getting the animals settled in and then a hasty bite of late dinner. The main meal was long past and though she was hungry enough, sleep called to her even more so.
Rissa ploded up the steps to her room, every step seeming to be longer and harder than the last. Finally she made it to the hall and thenn down it to her small room. There was figure she had not seen her head hanging low from being so tired.
"Rissa, off to bed?" the deep alto voice of Guild Mistress Svelyna came quite but with that carrying tone.
Rissa stopped and though she knew better then to make a visible or audible voicing to her feelings inwardly she wanted to cry. The Guild Mistress was standing outside her door and she had that look that broached no argument. Rissa stopped and bowed, which was easy enough as tired as she was. "GuildMistress?"
"Rissa remind me how old you are again." GuildMistress Assira said in a cool even tone.
"Eighteen Mistress. Actually just a week past while I was in the town gathering supplies and delivering the weavings."
"I thought so." Assira nodded her head. Then she looked at Rissa as though looking not at her but into her. "It is time, follow me please."
Rissa wondered what the statment meant but she could help but let a small groan escape as her body reminded her of just how tired it was. Assira looked over her shoulder and said with a surprising softness, "I will have Necture Tea for you. Now come." She beckoned and held her hand out to take Rissa's with a small squeeze of encouragement.
Rissa followed along as they went from the quarters, down the hallways past the weaving places, past the small library and toward the chapel. Though the order was not overtly religious, they did practice a form of reclusivness that many took for a relgious type of order. As they entered the chapel now in semi-darkness with only two large tapers in glass tinited yellow and red, the colour of the lovers, to light the place.
Assira went straight to the those candles and then stopped letting go of Rissa's hand.
"Pay attention." she whispered, and set down the lamp on the table. She reached forward to take the two glass enclosed tapers and then moved them, yellow moving forward and slightly toward the red. She paused a moment, a breath and then moved the yellow and the red one so that now the yellow one stood in front of the red, then again that pause, before yellow moved to the right while the red moved slightly forward and to the left.
It dawned on Rissa that the Guild Mistress was simulating the movement of the twin suns in the sky as they danced through the eight seasons. As she wondered what this was all about the glass with the wavering tapers reached back to their starting point with yellow on the left, red on the right and then there was click and then alter the two glass candle holders stood on split and slowly moved to a side. Rissa was watching the movenment of the alter that she did not realize that it had revealed a dark opening with dark beginning of stairs leading down.
The Guild Mistress grabbed her lantern and held it to light the steps and beckoned to Rissa again. "Follow close, the alter will close above us in few moments." Picking up her skirt she began to descend into the darkness the light from the latern reflecting off the sides. Rissa shook her head, too many wonders already but quickly as commanded followed wondering what was so secretive that such pains were given to hide whatever lay below.
To be continued
by Allynda ilm Warraqen
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| Title | Truths, Lies and Revelations PT 1 | |
| Mission | Caged | |
| Author(s) | Allynda ilm Warraqen | |
| Posted | Sat Jul 10, 2010 @ 10:49pm | |
| Location | Akkadia |
Rissa ploded up the steps to her room, every step seeming to be longer and harder than the last. Finally she made it to the hall and thenn down it to her small room. There was figure she had not seen her head hanging low from being so tired.
"Rissa, off to bed?" the deep alto voice of Guild Mistress Svelyna came quite but with that carrying tone.
Rissa stopped and though she knew better then to make a visible or audible voicing to her feelings inwardly she wanted to cry. The Guild Mistress was standing outside her door and she had that look that broached no argument. Rissa stopped and bowed, which was easy enough as tired as she was. "GuildMistress?"
"Rissa remind me how old you are again." GuildMistress Assira said in a cool even tone.
"Eighteen Mistress. Actually just a week past while I was in the town gathering supplies and delivering the weavings."
"I thought so." Assira nodded her head. Then she looked at Rissa as though looking not at her but into her. "It is time, follow me please."
Rissa wondered what the statment meant but she could help but let a small groan escape as her body reminded her of just how tired it was. Assira looked over her shoulder and said with a surprising softness, "I will have Necture Tea for you. Now come." She beckoned and held her hand out to take Rissa's with a small squeeze of encouragement.
Rissa followed along as they went from the quarters, down the hallways past the weaving places, past the small library and toward the chapel. Though the order was not overtly religious, they did practice a form of reclusivness that many took for a relgious type of order. As they entered the chapel now in semi-darkness with only two large tapers in glass tinited yellow and red, the colour of the lovers, to light the place.
Assira went straight to the those candles and then stopped letting go of Rissa's hand.
"Pay attention." she whispered, and set down the lamp on the table. She reached forward to take the two glass enclosed tapers and then moved them, yellow moving forward and slightly toward the red. She paused a moment, a breath and then moved the yellow and the red one so that now the yellow one stood in front of the red, then again that pause, before yellow moved to the right while the red moved slightly forward and to the left.
It dawned on Rissa that the Guild Mistress was simulating the movement of the twin suns in the sky as they danced through the eight seasons. As she wondered what this was all about the glass with the wavering tapers reached back to their starting point with yellow on the left, red on the right and then there was click and then alter the two glass candle holders stood on split and slowly moved to a side. Rissa was watching the movenment of the alter that she did not realize that it had revealed a dark opening with dark beginning of stairs leading down.
The Guild Mistress grabbed her lantern and held it to light the steps and beckoned to Rissa again. "Follow close, the alter will close above us in few moments." Picking up her skirt she began to descend into the darkness the light from the latern reflecting off the sides. Rissa shook her head, too many wonders already but quickly as commanded followed wondering what was so secretive that such pains were given to hide whatever lay below.
To be continued