01-13-2009, 06:44 PM
The woman was softly stepping around the gravestones of the field, someone had once tried to drill it into her head to show respect for the dead but she'd always wondered why, they were dead, what did they care.. but somehow she still wasn't able to draw herself to being a nussance to the silent world of the slumbering bones of what once was. Her large belly seemed to get in the way of her normally fluid motions as she ambled about the cemetery looking at the headstones and statues that the humans had placed for the world to know the death of their loved. She wondered silently what would happen when she passed from this world, though she doubted that she'd ever do anything to deserve some strange marker like the humans did. Normally the woman wouldn't worry herself with such thoughts but life was changing for her and it seemed her mind was maturing some whether she liked it or not.
She sat before the Mother and stared at her staring back wondering why she seemed to guard the souls of the dead, weren't they long removed from the field.. she knew if her soul had been in that field it probably would have hightailed it far away a long long time ago. Firefly could almost bet there was more freedom in death than among the living.. but she snorted at the idea and just shook her head. Whenever did she get such notions, she had never even really thought about the afterlife or if there really was one since she'd argued and questioned the Bards in Eire. She smirked at the idea and just sighed, maybe was was too interested in the dead was the real problem.
She sat before the Mother and stared at her staring back wondering why she seemed to guard the souls of the dead, weren't they long removed from the field.. she knew if her soul had been in that field it probably would have hightailed it far away a long long time ago. Firefly could almost bet there was more freedom in death than among the living.. but she snorted at the idea and just shook her head. Whenever did she get such notions, she had never even really thought about the afterlife or if there really was one since she'd argued and questioned the Bards in Eire. She smirked at the idea and just sighed, maybe was was too interested in the dead was the real problem.