Earth Speaks
Training wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be. Well she was already a trained soldier but not mention that to her unit mates. She is not sure how they will react.
After sending off her letter, off to Quinn. Abigail and Tally trail behind her, where she went, there, would be there. With faces full of Worry, she knew why they were. But if she really wanted to do something, worthy of the name shitbird. She would have done just that years ago, around the same time she walked up after the slumber party.
Raelle wouldn’t admit this out loud, nor would she admit she really needed them today, and not very good at asking for that. By nightfall her body and mind was tried. But she could have some fun or was it work. She wasn’t fully sure. Her mind was in two spacing.
She seeks out just after nightfall not sure where she was really heading. But she allows her feet to guide you. The whispers in the air, that knowone could hear. If the others noticed they didn’t stop her or ask what she was doing, sneaking out.
Normally she would seek out anyway to see Libba and Scylla but this time it was different. The mother is calling her. It wasn’t the first time this had happened. The call has been driving her crazy, but she had pushed it to the back of her mind all day. A small whisper in the back of her mind. She tried thinking about anything else. Only for her not really, be able to do so. Friends had help with that. Asking questions, asking what she thought about training etc. Tally mostly asked what kind of food there was.
Seeming like they knew something was troubling her. But did ask her flat out, which she really was appreciative off that. Plus Libba in her short sleeve black top, tucked into her black trousers. Her belt breaks it up a little.
She bit her lip thinking about how she looked.
‘Though two women, I'm so lucky’. She thought to herself.
****
So, without really having a plan in motion, Raelle went back into the tunnels. Instead of hope of finding Scylla but to speak with. Well she was unsure.
As well, she knows where she is going, this time. Also, staying beep within the shadows. Listening for Izadora or other Necromancy personnel. Or anything that would make her question her surroundings. She thanked the goddess for not seeing any white coats. Or talking. To scare her off. She could feel herself, relax a little. But fully, she stayed on high alert.
She manages to get back to the room without being seems, thank the goddess.
She steps inside the room, everything fades away. She couldn’t explain it. Her whole body felt like it was being dragged over to the wall, like a magnet. Raelle not really being in control at this moment. With a deep breath she rushed out and touched the wall. Her eyes glowed bright blue.
The pain of her body that she normally feels. Almost gone completely.
Her connection with the Mother was quick, one. This was the first time she had connected with the mother this way. Normally she would mediate and connect with the earth around her. This was the first time where she did have to do that.
But it was First with her connection not really being in control of the connection. But it could have something to do with her being a little overwhelmed with some things. Her past is always hanging over her.
The mushroom ‘the mother’ pulled her mind inside. As if she opened her eyes to her surroundings, her room faded away to reveal what looks like a purple underbelly of a mushroom. She only knows that because of Scylla's weird fascination with them. Sexy weird fascination with them. She always had them around her room. Normally it was in the middle of a field. But this was different, but this someone holds more meaning.
“what this place”. She whispered. Hoping her speaking wouldn’t affect her surroundings.
The mother said nothing, allowing Raelle to look around more.
She rushed out her hand and touched the surfaces. It was soft to the touch, the ripples left like silk. It was nothing like she ever touched before.
“This is something I must show you. Daughter”
In a flash everything changed. The underbelly of the mushroom disappeared.
She looked around, as a large grassy field greeted her. A tall lady that almost looked like Alder herself approached her. Raelle quickly turned to her. To see a familiar face, but with light hair, shorter in height, somehow a little more feminine. If that is even possible. And her clothes were just like the pilgrim used to wear. She turned away and glad back at the pillar of fire that rages on in the distance.
“This moment, this place, those witches that are dying. Was Alder's first coven”
There were hundreds of pillars of fires, all with a fellow witch burning against them. The smell was dripping off her. Her eyes water. How could anyone stand this, the pain, sadness, the guilt, everything about this. She knows that feeling of losing someone. Family, friends or her fellow witches.
“Are there” her voice cracking a little.
“At peace” the woman placed her hand on her shoulder to comfort her.
And there in the distance Alder. No biddies were in sight. That stopped her dead. She watched Alder, in her light and dark brown military outfit. Her black scourge on her hip. And a dark brown leather side back. She had seen her in picture but seeing it in person was a lot different, she was a lot hotter. But also with that the deep sadness this uniform gives her.
“she was young, when her first coven was killed”.
She places her hand over her heart, “she was alone, with such grief.”
“Yes, now she can't get past it and if she doesn’t, then things will only get worse over time.”
Raelle looked up at her and like she was reading her mind, continued .
“Just like you with your pain, trauma”
“But how can i move on”
“There are many ways. But for know look at want the mother gave you”
She looked down at her hands and whispered, “my gift”.
The world changed. It twisted and faded. It was, well, indescribable.
“what is happening?”.
“Alder in her grief, song her family song. The song of grief. And in doing so, the mother was created. Or as many say the mushroom was. The mother came to heal her, to repair the damage the death of the coven caused. With little success. This place was where she built Fort Salam, a true witches place.”
“if you couldn’t, how can I”.
“my well is great, but been rooted to one spot, power dwindles”.
She watches as her fellow witches disappeared and slowly the ground changed. Until she watched Fort Salem being built. It was eye opening.
“she creates this place to remind her of her coven. But in doing so, couldn’t get passed it. She as healing a little, but you might give her my gift”
“Your gift”
She leans down and whispers in her eyes. Making Raelle’s eyes widen to want she was hearing but said nothing.
The mother let go of her hand. “When the time comes you will know what to do.”
And with that the world that once was, faded away. Raelle stumbles back away from the wall. Her hands shacking a little. Her mind racing from what she just watched. The smell of burning flesh burning her nose. Water in her eyes burred her vision. She sank into the ground. Her knees hitting the floor creating a small echo.
Raelle placed her hand down flat on the earth and started praying. The Prayer for the dying.
****
After some time praying her breathing had come back to normal. She didn’t know that Izadora had seen the whole thing but says nothing. She didn’t react to her christian pagan prayer. She took a long breath. She quickly looks around after seeing nobody. She smiled to herself. ‘Safe’. She thought.
But even with not seeing anyone she couldn’t get that feeling of being watched but instead of searching she pushed it to the side. It was a sinister feeling but a motherly stare.
****
She stumbles out of the tunnel. Her tiredness finally kicked in the ass. As she heads back to her room. She stops, a warm smile crosses her face. She can’t hide her happiness. She rushes up behind the girl and wraps her arms around their waist. And kisses her cheek before saying.
“Seeing you in training earlier, was driving me insane” she kisses her once again “you in your tight black short sleeves top.”.
“oh, yea”.
She just bit her lower lip. And nodded ‘yes’.
“Well, we should do something about that, shouldn’t we”.
“What kind of things, have you cooked up this time”
With a devil smirk spun around in Raelle arms and without watching anymore Kissed her tenderly. At first Raelle was taken aback, but soon fell into it. Kissing her back with the same tenderness.
The kisses however quickly turned from tenderness to lustful. Libba quickly stopped holding back. After a long moment. Raelle pulls her close and breaks the kiss.
“Do you think your boyfriend will enjoy this?” She says in a tensing voice.
“Gregorio and I have been over ever since we joined basic, you know that, Rae”.
“I know, but you were with those two boys at beltame.”
“Well, sometimes I need more.”
“I am not shaming you, you know I don’t mind sharing” she paused for a second, “ but not right now.” she says with a smirk. “Scylla had others outside of our relationship, still does i think, she has you and me, but just like you needs more sometime. But as long as we all open, I don't see the harm in it”.
“Really”
Raelle lifts her chin up with her index finger. To make eye contact.
“I’m never be more sure of it in my life.”
“I do have a question,” Libba asks shyly. Which Raelle just smiles, allowing her to ask.
“So Scylla was with others before all three of us, became one or still once we got together”.
“I think It was at the beginning of our relationship when she needed d**k.” She looked straight into Libba's dark brown eyes. She could feel her shiver at her hold.
“But I think I satisfy her with ours, don’t you think”. Her eyes, getting darker with lusted, her once light ocean eyes turning more black as her pupil dilates. And was it, Raelle had broken Libba final strew.
With that Libba pushed her up against the building. Kissing her. Down the neck, while her hand ran down along her body. She could feel the hard ambs under her thin Black long sleeves top she was wearing under her jacket that was open to the elements.
“I see why Scylla likes this”. She says getting breathless.
She quickly unbuckled her belt, opening her zipper and pulled down her trousers a little for better access. Raelle rests her head back against the wall. While with a smirk, Libba kissed her again along the neck. Sending shivers down her back. Raelle rushed out with her left hand and held Libba's shoulder. And squeeze her shoulder a little.
Getting a little eyebrow raised, of ‘oh, you into that interesting’.
She gasped when she felt Libba's finger finally go inside her already very wet centre.
“you are really good at this”.
“Well, I know how to make my partners happy”.
Libba started kissing her once again. And she worked her magic.
Before she could finish her off, someone behind them coughed loudly. Like someone clearing their throat. Both of them froze. Both of them knew that they could finish right now.