Adrift

A youngling cast eyes skyward upon birth. Energies entered its being, strengthened its mind, its heart. That youngling grew, phased, loved, laughed. Built together a house-family, welcomed partners and friends, life happy and full. Years on, now-grown, they lay ready. Every village eagerly awaiting the next youngling's birth on the morrow. Eyes closed now, their... Continue Reading →

Phasing

Phasing began. Tahvket donned the cloth to be worn to Center. House-family fitting it while praying for energies to take and seeds yet unformed. Elders braided Tahv's endless white hair. Hair to be shaved if one's seed fails. If one doesn't phase at all. Shaved to free the energies within. As few seeds take form... Continue Reading →

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