1. Non, indeed for a long time I quite preferred where I was to the life that I was thrown into, and there were many times that I longed to return to where I had been. Ah, let me explain? There is something so vastly peaceful about where I was where I spent my time learning, honing my skills and abilities. Solitary, oui. But there was nothing that I truly missed, and so many memories I wished to leave behind. Over time there was healing, both mental and physical. Learning acceptance of what and who I was, what and who I became. Now however? I would indeed miss who I had met, the lives that I had the pleasure to bind myself to, in friendship and more. At one time I wished to live my existence there, to never leave. Now? I can see myself someday going back, but not forever. Not to stay. There is too much that would draw me back to this existence.
2. 2. She is… *bright smile* She is the sun, and the I tree that blooms beneath her glory. She is wild, imperious, fierce, and beautiful. I have loved her since I was but a small child, Linette. Serious, she is quite calm and collected in public, and warm in the privacy of conversation. Loyal, willful – she communed with angels and demons both to return the soul of her husband to his body after his death some four hundred years ago. She is my queen, and I her subject; she is my teacher and I her student. When I was young she saw in me potential and gave me the wings with which to fly. When I was older, she herself initiated me into the ways of women’s mysteries and there is a great closeness there between us still. And now? She is my lady. And as such, I tolerate her Lord. *wink*
3. I would never ask you to give up your freedom and stay with me, that which is the same to you as your breathing I think. Such is the reason that I would never seek to possess you alone; for love cannot be captured and held in a cage, but only allowed to bloom and grow as it wills.
4. I was born in nineteen twenty-nine. *reaches up and touches her chest, where the scar is hidden behind cloth then speaks quietly* I was given this in June of nineteen forty-four. I was fifteen at the time and one of a very few survivors of a great massacre that I cannot, to this day, speak of without… non. We shall let the dead stay dead, s'il vous plait? In nineteen forty-five, after having healed enough to travel, I left France and went to the Fortunate Isles, where I trained until I turned twenty-three, and obtained my priestess-hood. From there I went into an extended time of solitary contemplation and training in a place and time where I barely saw anything outside of those spirits and souls that taught me. That's where I was, and that's where I stayed until oh perhaps two or three years ago when need summoned me back to this world and my Lady Faelyn’s side. So let me think. That would make fifty-three years of solitude and training among the plant devas' yes? I believe that is correct.
5. Ticklish? *bright laughter* There are several spots, many of which you now know of! My ribs being the most obvious of those. The most ticklish to me, I think; would be on my back, near the base of my spine where the nerve cluster is – non, perhaps that is simply the most sensitive? Hmm, I think perhaps that I must still say that my lower back is indeed the most ticklish of all.
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Date: 2010-02-18 09:45 am (UTC)2. 2. She is… *bright smile* She is the sun, and the I tree that blooms beneath her glory. She is wild, imperious, fierce, and beautiful. I have loved her since I was but a small child, Linette. Serious, she is quite calm and collected in public, and warm in the privacy of conversation. Loyal, willful – she communed with angels and demons both to return the soul of her husband to his body after his death some four hundred years ago. She is my queen, and I her subject; she is my teacher and I her student. When I was young she saw in me potential and gave me the wings with which to fly. When I was older, she herself initiated me into the ways of women’s mysteries and there is a great closeness there between us still. And now? She is my lady. And as such, I tolerate her Lord. *wink*
3. I would never ask you to give up your freedom and stay with me, that which is the same to you as your breathing I think. Such is the reason that I would never seek to possess you alone; for love cannot be captured and held in a cage, but only allowed to bloom and grow as it wills.
4. I was born in nineteen twenty-nine. *reaches up and touches her chest, where the scar is hidden behind cloth then speaks quietly* I was given this in June of nineteen forty-four. I was fifteen at the time and one of a very few survivors of a great massacre that I cannot, to this day, speak of without… non. We shall let the dead stay dead, s'il vous plait? In nineteen forty-five, after having healed enough to travel, I left France and went to the Fortunate Isles, where I trained until I turned twenty-three, and obtained my priestess-hood. From there I went into an extended time of solitary contemplation and training in a place and time where I barely saw anything outside of those spirits and souls that taught me. That's where I was, and that's where I stayed until oh perhaps two or three years ago when need summoned me back to this world and my Lady Faelyn’s side. So let me think. That would make fifty-three years of solitude and training among the plant devas' yes? I believe that is correct.
5. Ticklish? *bright laughter* There are several spots, many of which you now know of! My ribs being the most obvious of those. The most ticklish to me, I think; would be on my back, near the base of my spine where the nerve cluster is – non, perhaps that is simply the most sensitive? Hmm, I think perhaps that I must still say that my lower back is indeed the most ticklish of all.