she sees that it is almost dusk. She moves into
the swamps a little deeper. She knows that the only
way to find herself is to re-embrace her roots. but
first she must obtain forgiveness from her gods inorder
to do this. She finds a secluded area off the road
that leads into the swamps. She dismounts and pulls a
small cloth rug from one of her saddle bags. With her
bastard Sun Blade on her side she moves over to a large
flat rock and lays out the rug. She then kneels down
on the rug and with her hands held tward the sky she
closes her eyes and begins to chant.
Her
chanting, of an ancient Amazon prayer, gets louder and
louder. A mist forms around her. She bigins to see
visions. As the visions grow and become more clear to her,
she recognizes the forms as the ancient gods. Then,
the voices come to her.
"You have strayed my
child..You have abandoned your roots...Yet now you come to
us...Why?" the voices say. "Forgive me M'Lords, I have
strayed, I know, but it has been difficult for me. This
land is still new to me. It has been hard to adjust to
the ways of these people. I still cannot get the
memories of how my people died...How my daughter died, out
of my mind. I need guidance M'Lords, I wish to be
reborn. I wish to be whole again." Myst lowers her head
waiting for a reply.
"We understand the
difficulties and pain you have gone through my child. We
forgive you for your straying and are willing to grant
your wish." A very loud booming voice says. "Thank you
M'Lord, I will not let you down. I am forever your
servant." Myst says.
She feels the urning to embrace
her past overwhelming. She begins to chant an ancient
Amazon chant of cleansing. Her hands reaching upwards,
calling for the gods to cleans her spirit and her soul.
To give her the strength and knowledge of the Amazon
roots. Suddenly, a bright glow appears around her as the
gods embrace her. She can feel them deep within her
soul. Restoring her spirit, showing her the ways of the
past, giving her the spirit and strengths of the
ancients. Giving her knowledge of things that had been. She
begins to feel refreshed and renewed. A new strength as
grown within her. She lets out a final cry then the
glow begins to fade. She collapses to her hands on the
ground. Then, slowly she rises back up onto her knees,
and as she opens her eyes you can see there is a
glowing aura in them.
She gets up, standing on her
feet now. She reaches down and draws her Bastard
Sword. She holds up tword the sky and lets out a loud,
piercing, Amazon War Cry. The blade begins to glow
brightly, and her eyes glow brighter. Her soul has now been
cleansed and returned to the ways of the Ancients.
Mystique has been reborn.
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