04-01-2012, 03:42 PM
The tiny creature had no clue why she had even met up with her horrible excuse for a sister, she didn't know why she had accepted the journal that the woman had handed her. She had seen the dark glimmer in her eyes and had known that there was nothing pure, nothing good that would ever come from such a beast. Instead of tossing aside the parcel the first chance she had the pygmy woman had returned to her old den, the workshop she went when space was what she craved.
It had been a while since she had taken the time to indulge herself in the written words of another and the scripts writing with it's curls and flourishes was not easy to comprehend. Firefly had marked the place in the old worn and faded journal where she believed the tiny woman would be interested to find information from their past..but instead of flipping right to the chapter Zana had started from the beginning.
It had been the life and times of Iskata Sadira, her mother, the one time Matriarch of Phoenix Valley. It was her secrets, her worries, her laughter and tears all bound together..the private thoughts of a woman that Zana had always believed was a monster. The words in the journal tugged at her heart, her fingers trembled and a cold chill slithered up her spine as the truth of the woman she never wished to know was drawn into light.
She had reached the parts where Firefly had wanted her to start and slowly the diary slipped from her tiny fingers and clattered to the floor. It was confirmation, but with the poisonous bite of a rattlesnake. She had never believed there was any doubt she had been a creature of the clan but to put a name and a face to the man who was her father. The bitter sound of irony was laced with the laughter that cascaded from her lips as she bowed her head between her knees.
She was a Lykoi in blood..but it came with a price.. Samuel Lykoi was her father, it was a bittersweet knowledge that came at a price..
It had been a while since she had taken the time to indulge herself in the written words of another and the scripts writing with it's curls and flourishes was not easy to comprehend. Firefly had marked the place in the old worn and faded journal where she believed the tiny woman would be interested to find information from their past..but instead of flipping right to the chapter Zana had started from the beginning.
It had been the life and times of Iskata Sadira, her mother, the one time Matriarch of Phoenix Valley. It was her secrets, her worries, her laughter and tears all bound together..the private thoughts of a woman that Zana had always believed was a monster. The words in the journal tugged at her heart, her fingers trembled and a cold chill slithered up her spine as the truth of the woman she never wished to know was drawn into light.
She had reached the parts where Firefly had wanted her to start and slowly the diary slipped from her tiny fingers and clattered to the floor. It was confirmation, but with the poisonous bite of a rattlesnake. She had never believed there was any doubt she had been a creature of the clan but to put a name and a face to the man who was her father. The bitter sound of irony was laced with the laughter that cascaded from her lips as she bowed her head between her knees.
She was a Lykoi in blood..but it came with a price.. Samuel Lykoi was her father, it was a bittersweet knowledge that came at a price..