Serpentis Family/Erik Eyolf/The Priestess Reveals the Path of Elune
Some time ago,
The temple was rebuilt in Trinbar. In a beautiful countryside near the village and fields, it was at a privileged place to receive different followers. The temple was a simple and natural building. Only a square of white stones with seats built with the same material in a perfect semi-circle, like a crescent moon. Great white columns ascended to heaven. And behind, marking the horizon, an impressive tree with twisted branches and tiny white flowers. The place chosen by the Goddess to bless and speak through Her priestesses.
The space was still small to accommodate all the spectators and followers that want to see the first celebration. But the open field allowed many curious people to watch the ritual. The seats were obviously occupied by the most rich and important people and the ordinary commoners and villagers thronged themselves to find a good place. The priestesses of low rank were the first to appear in their white and transparent tunics. Revealing the beauty of their purity. They lit the large pyres where oils and incense burning spreading the scent with the wind that blew across the grass. Then the musicians settled with his stringed instruments that perpetuated a mystical and hypnotic sound. The music of the spheres. The dancers appeared soon after, with all her beauty flower garlands. They established the circle around the central square with slow and charming movements.
Finally, the High Priestess emerged from behind the impressive tree. Her transparent withe tunic woven in arachnid patterns. Silver bracelets adorned her wrists and a magnificent jewel rested on her neck. She was incredibly beautiful with her read hair and white flowers in a circlet. She was a pyre incarnate. A heaven turned to flesh. And she walked to the center of the square, lofty as the Goddess herself. His voice acted like waves on a calm surface, stirring the hearts of those who heard her.
We were talking...
about the space between us all
and the people
who hide themselves behind a wall
of illusion
never glimpse the truth
when it's far too late...
when they pass away.....
We were talking about the love we all could share
when we find it...
to try our best to hold it there
with our love
With our love we could save the world,
If they only knew.......
Try to realize its all within yourself
no one else can make you change,
And to see you're really only very small
and life goes on within you
and without you...
The people were immersed in that preaching. Enchanted and spell-bounded. And they were surprised when the Judge of Sirion and Margrave of Trinbar appeared in the square. Naked, stripped of his shame and his nobility. Just another follower of Elune. His white skin covered with silver spiral patterns. His head adorned with a crown of deer horns. The wrists adorned with serpent bracelets. The winds brought majestic gray clouds to obscure the sky. The thunders roared upon them. The drizzle blessed them. Full of life. The Priestess opened her arms with his hands outstretched, feeling the essence of all Creation. A lightning illuminated the sky, falling in the wilderness and whipping the land. The Goddess appeared and took the body of Her priestess. Elune embraced Her warrior and kissed his lips. She spoke through the priestess that could only speak for Her.
We were talking
about the love thats gone so cold
And the people
who gain the world and lose their soul
they don't know
they cant see...
Are you one of them?
When you've seen beyond yourself
then you may find peace of mind is waiting there
And the time will come when you see
we're all one and life goes on within you and without you."
The power reverberated through the vast lands of Trinbar. The storm fell on them. But no one ran. Nobody tried to hide in their homes. They were at home under the storm, blessed by the Goddess. And Elune took off her tunic to embrace her warrior. Her male essence personified. In a hungry and passionate kiss. The children fled from their parents and took the square. Everything was perfect and pure.
The celebration of the new temple was complete.
Once for all...
