10-10-2021, 12:08 AM
On days that Olive felt cooped up and stagnant, she often absconded to the lake. The pack that situated itself there had since relocated, which meant that this particular shoreline was available to explore and revel in. It hadn't been that long ago since she had been here and had been unwelcome, so the little witch took no small amount of pleasure from attending to their former claim and exploring it in the way she hadn't before.
In fact, Olive had been by this lakeside for almost a day and a night, since the night of the turn of the moon. It was her monthly routine; she would relinquish her bed within The Hireath and forage for a ceremony, then spend the night engaged in prayer, prostrate and receptive. The night's ceremony had left her more depleted than most, and the sylph chose to recoup her energy. It had been a lovely autumnal day, and Olive appreciated it more than most, allowing herself a day of laziness amongst the heathered grasses and weak sunlight. At present, she lay basking amongst the beach, her legs and nose outstretched so that they barely grazed the water's edge, and she allowed the slow, methodical pulse of the lakeshore providing a metronome for her being.
There was nothing else to do here, than simply lay and mull over the sights and the words that had come to her some nights before.
In fact, Olive had been by this lakeside for almost a day and a night, since the night of the turn of the moon. It was her monthly routine; she would relinquish her bed within The Hireath and forage for a ceremony, then spend the night engaged in prayer, prostrate and receptive. The night's ceremony had left her more depleted than most, and the sylph chose to recoup her energy. It had been a lovely autumnal day, and Olive appreciated it more than most, allowing herself a day of laziness amongst the heathered grasses and weak sunlight. At present, she lay basking amongst the beach, her legs and nose outstretched so that they barely grazed the water's edge, and she allowed the slow, methodical pulse of the lakeshore providing a metronome for her being.
There was nothing else to do here, than simply lay and mull over the sights and the words that had come to her some nights before.
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