The Goddess tilted her head to one side, assessing the young one before her who was at ease with death. There was a stillness in her that was beyond her years, and a wisdom Branwen had never experienced in others of Kaie's age. This one is special. Tis a shame she has been overlooked. She saw and … Continue reading The Maiden of the Mists cont.
The Maiden of the Mists
Kaie looked over the hills before stepping out into the graveyard. Her auburn waves flowed in the morning winds as she drew her shawl closer to her, keeping out the chill of the breeze caressing her cheek. She had always been told that coming here was dangerous. A maiden walking through the graveyard before dawn … Continue reading The Maiden of the Mists