The Moon's Hand
[5 Mirtul, 1373 - Veronika's Diary]
Veronika dipped her quill into the tiny ink jar again, dripping tiny blue droplets in a spray upon the stiff parchment. The edge of the feather's point scraped uncomfortably fast as she captured her spiritual feelings.
"He was more than a priest," she scribed, "for his passion for Selûne's countenance broke free of its station and I felt it—as I feel Her power when I open myself to special visions, insights, and intuitions."
Veronika remembered the powerful image of the Moon's Hand that topped Evan Caulder's mace. She recalled how the crafted weapon had cast arched shadows upon the standing stones while Sir Evan spoke of the Lady's greatness.
"I have come to learn his calling from the Moonmaiden had been true, for he departed our following to fight in the Storming of Kurthkeep! How humble he was to keep us from this knowledge. Blessed be our following for all he has done! Let all love alive under her light know Her blessing. Through her chosen, Evan Caulder, She has forever touched my spirit."
posted by The Dungeon Master | 10:28 PM
2 Comments:
If I could speak to your thoughts I would tell you of the great passion held by our Goddess and how it can echo through our lives. I have seen this in my parents and others, and I can feel its strong but gentle stirrings within both of us.
I shall return to Kurth. I hope that you will be patient. May Selune watch over and keep you safe. Know that you are in my thoughts.
Yes, your eyes are not fooling you. I revised this post. It was very late and I was tired when I posted the first one. I think this is an improvement. Feel free to revise you comment if necessary.
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