In the deepest vaults of the Sorel estate, there are three books. Their records do not recall where these books came from, and did not record when they passed into the family's possession, they had been there as long as any could recall. These three books tell the tale of a extraordinary family from the stars.
One tells of the golden child, who had the power of light. This power helped her see clearer and greater than you could ever imagine. She walked a path of light and found many treasures along the way, treasures that had been hidden in the darkness. She would walk this path with dance and song, and the endless rhythm of the beating circle. Â Life would be her ally, as life followed the light and kept her young.
Another tells of the darken child, who was always surrounded by shadows, and they were her friends. The shadows protected like the wings of a great raven, and were quick to warn of impending doom, the dark protects. The dark nourishes too, the book explained, that deep dark warmth sustaining the bodies who lived out the light. The darken child new this, and could use this, to do wonders that none could see. The death was her ally and walked beside her like an old friend.
The last book, spoke of the star child, the being that created the children. The being that could change all around her to fit, could change herself to meld, and change others to grow. She would lead the children of the stars, bright in the darkness, unharmed by the light. She had found these scattered stars and taught them of the world around them, and how to change it. She protected and guided them, for they were her children. For all that she did, she earned a title that would last as long as they existed. Mother.
Does she now, walk among us?
One tells of the golden child, who had the power of light. This power helped her see clearer and greater than you could ever imagine. She walked a path of light and found many treasures along the way, treasures that had been hidden in the darkness. She would walk this path with dance and song, and the endless rhythm of the beating circle. Â Life would be her ally, as life followed the light and kept her young.
Another tells of the darken child, who was always surrounded by shadows, and they were her friends. The shadows protected like the wings of a great raven, and were quick to warn of impending doom, the dark protects. The dark nourishes too, the book explained, that deep dark warmth sustaining the bodies who lived out the light. The darken child new this, and could use this, to do wonders that none could see. The death was her ally and walked beside her like an old friend.
The last book, spoke of the star child, the being that created the children. The being that could change all around her to fit, could change herself to meld, and change others to grow. She would lead the children of the stars, bright in the darkness, unharmed by the light. She had found these scattered stars and taught them of the world around them, and how to change it. She protected and guided them, for they were her children. For all that she did, she earned a title that would last as long as they existed. Mother.
Does she now, walk among us?