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shoulders are broad enough to carry a lot more than yours are."
My eyes welled a little thinking about my mother. I missed her. Hell, I missed all my family. I would get back to them, I promised myself. It might just take me a little time. "Okay, I'm going to take this to the lord. Why don’t you go get yourself a bite to eat and I will meet up with you later?" He looked unsure for a moment before he glanced past where we stood. Caomhnóir then rubbed against me before taking off. Damn, I really needed a translator for him. Oh well, it was time for my heart to heart with God and I had the perfect place for it.
Chapter Eight
Cernunnos
I watched her. It seemed as if I was always watching her. Her naivety and sincerity had seeped beneath my skin and sunk into my very bones. Countless humans had passed through my life. A few of them I considered friends, most of them faceless lovers to ease a never ending ache. Sometimes they were even prey we had sought. There were members of my Hunt that had begun life as ordinary humans but extraordinary circumstances had brought them to my attention.
The same could be said for this woman-child. She was unlike any other female I had ever known. The child of a god, yet raised human. She had none of the arrogance of either race. Even now, she was unaware that I watched.
She had left the grassy riverbank and walked just inside the forest boundaries. I followed her. Much like the Cu' she had claimed, I trotted tamely at her heels. Albeit at a distance, so she would not know.
I was curious about where she was heading. The forest was no longer off limits to her as part of her training revolved around learning its trails and secrets. She was now part of my Hunt. She needed to know the forest in which she lived.
Even as my mind wandered, I studied her movements. Dianthe slipped beneath some foliage into a denser area of the wood. The hidden trail she was on led to a tiny grotto known only to a select few. It surprised me that she had found it.
To go any further was to give away my position. However, my curiosity was greater. Calling forth my power, I transformed into one of my other forms. Seconds later a great stag stood where a god had.
*****
Dia
The trail was barely passable but the scratches were worth it. When I came to the end of the path, it opened up to a tiny paradise. A grassy knoll lay before me. The canopy of the forest rose high above rivalling the most majestic cathedrals. Wild flowers bloomed in abundance around the edges of my retreat. It was so silent here. Almost as if the world was holding its breath. There was only the tiny burble of a nearby stream and the tiny specs of dust drifting lazily in the sunbeams breaking through the trees.
Peace radiated through this place. I had been coming here ever since I stumbled across it weeks ago. I was able to center myself here and today I needed that. This is how I imagined Faery to be. A haven or paradise of nature, it echoed with the resonance of contentment.
My destination was the Hawthorn tree in the center. I had never seen anything like it. It grew in the middle of the enclosure at the very heart of the circle. My tree, as I thought of it, stood nearly twenty feet in height. Even at this time of year, it was in full bloom. Clusters of white and pink flowers exploded in an extravagant mixture.
Berries bright red grew and hung heavy from the limbs. I knew this was impossible but here it stood in full bloom and laden with fruit. Its brown scaly ridges welcomed me when I put a hand against its bark. The most amazing part was that its vicious thorns never once pierced my skin.
I knelt down onto my knees and rested my forehead against the trunk of my tree, my eyes closed and I took a deep breath before I began to pray.
"Dear Lord, I do not know what will happen to me today. I only know that nothing will happen that was not foreseen by you and directed to my greater good from all eternity. I adore your holy
My eyes welled a little thinking about my mother. I missed her. Hell, I missed all my family. I would get back to them, I promised myself. It might just take me a little time. "Okay, I'm going to take this to the lord. Why don’t you go get yourself a bite to eat and I will meet up with you later?" He looked unsure for a moment before he glanced past where we stood. Caomhnóir then rubbed against me before taking off. Damn, I really needed a translator for him. Oh well, it was time for my heart to heart with God and I had the perfect place for it.
Chapter Eight
Cernunnos
I watched her. It seemed as if I was always watching her. Her naivety and sincerity had seeped beneath my skin and sunk into my very bones. Countless humans had passed through my life. A few of them I considered friends, most of them faceless lovers to ease a never ending ache. Sometimes they were even prey we had sought. There were members of my Hunt that had begun life as ordinary humans but extraordinary circumstances had brought them to my attention.
The same could be said for this woman-child. She was unlike any other female I had ever known. The child of a god, yet raised human. She had none of the arrogance of either race. Even now, she was unaware that I watched.
She had left the grassy riverbank and walked just inside the forest boundaries. I followed her. Much like the Cu' she had claimed, I trotted tamely at her heels. Albeit at a distance, so she would not know.
I was curious about where she was heading. The forest was no longer off limits to her as part of her training revolved around learning its trails and secrets. She was now part of my Hunt. She needed to know the forest in which she lived.
Even as my mind wandered, I studied her movements. Dianthe slipped beneath some foliage into a denser area of the wood. The hidden trail she was on led to a tiny grotto known only to a select few. It surprised me that she had found it.
To go any further was to give away my position. However, my curiosity was greater. Calling forth my power, I transformed into one of my other forms. Seconds later a great stag stood where a god had.
*****
Dia
The trail was barely passable but the scratches were worth it. When I came to the end of the path, it opened up to a tiny paradise. A grassy knoll lay before me. The canopy of the forest rose high above rivalling the most majestic cathedrals. Wild flowers bloomed in abundance around the edges of my retreat. It was so silent here. Almost as if the world was holding its breath. There was only the tiny burble of a nearby stream and the tiny specs of dust drifting lazily in the sunbeams breaking through the trees.
Peace radiated through this place. I had been coming here ever since I stumbled across it weeks ago. I was able to center myself here and today I needed that. This is how I imagined Faery to be. A haven or paradise of nature, it echoed with the resonance of contentment.
My destination was the Hawthorn tree in the center. I had never seen anything like it. It grew in the middle of the enclosure at the very heart of the circle. My tree, as I thought of it, stood nearly twenty feet in height. Even at this time of year, it was in full bloom. Clusters of white and pink flowers exploded in an extravagant mixture.
Berries bright red grew and hung heavy from the limbs. I knew this was impossible but here it stood in full bloom and laden with fruit. Its brown scaly ridges welcomed me when I put a hand against its bark. The most amazing part was that its vicious thorns never once pierced my skin.
I knelt down onto my knees and rested my forehead against the trunk of my tree, my eyes closed and I took a deep breath before I began to pray.
"Dear Lord, I do not know what will happen to me today. I only know that nothing will happen that was not foreseen by you and directed to my greater good from all eternity. I adore your holy
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