Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2020 1:07:55 GMT
Thorn opened the door to the chambers with what felt like a heavy heart on that particular morning. The sun was fittingly hidden behind the clouds. A dusk of sorts hung low over the trees and horizon line in the distance. Sometimes Thorn stood there wondering who sat on the other side, where the world dipped out of view. She wondered if someone was standing in a doorway, facing towards her and their horizon line and wondering the same thing.
A cough slipped from her lips, quickly turning into two and then three and then four. The smoke and dust created by the constantly burning candles seemed to irritate her lungs easier than it did when she was young. It always reminded her of her childhood. One day when she was still a child, she had thought it would be funny to blow all of all of the candles out because she did not understand yet what they represented. That people lit them for prayers and the continued hope of being seen and heard by The Goddess.
Her mother had been horrified and yet so forgiving. Thorn had spent the rest of the day relighting them while saying
an individual prayer for each one. Her mother had used to cough quite frequently, too.
'Tricks of the trade' she thought to herself dryly as she turned to go back inside to ring the bell. It was Thursday. The Day of Sacraments for those who wished to come, and the whole town waited to come. They waited to hear Thorn ring the bell.
((So basically this thread will stay open for a bit for anyone's characters to float in and out and talk to Thorn if they want to. So it will have multiple character posts and narratives going on, which I'm fine with. If it gets confusing, screw it haha let's see how threads like this work out))
A cough slipped from her lips, quickly turning into two and then three and then four. The smoke and dust created by the constantly burning candles seemed to irritate her lungs easier than it did when she was young. It always reminded her of her childhood. One day when she was still a child, she had thought it would be funny to blow all of all of the candles out because she did not understand yet what they represented. That people lit them for prayers and the continued hope of being seen and heard by The Goddess.
Her mother had been horrified and yet so forgiving. Thorn had spent the rest of the day relighting them while saying
an individual prayer for each one. Her mother had used to cough quite frequently, too.
'Tricks of the trade' she thought to herself dryly as she turned to go back inside to ring the bell. It was Thursday. The Day of Sacraments for those who wished to come, and the whole town waited to come. They waited to hear Thorn ring the bell.
((So basically this thread will stay open for a bit for anyone's characters to float in and out and talk to Thorn if they want to. So it will have multiple character posts and narratives going on, which I'm fine with. If it gets confusing, screw it haha let's see how threads like this work out))
