17-12-2003, 19:56
Angel shifted upon her feet as she sat within the gardens. There was so little happening, it was making her restless. The Pink Fluffy Bunny was a tiring nation almost, and the region it resided in (and led) was just as equally tiresome. Those heeled slippers clicked across the ground before she stepped down a few steps into the stone gardens of the West Mountain Shrine. Worship of the Spirits of nature were shown within the great mythical beasts carved within the gardens. Most notable was the grand statue of Long, and Feng Huang entangled in combat within the center.
The perfect image of the two was crafted from soft limestone that was reinforced with some slight magic. It wasn't hard to sense it, as the spirit energy was higher in this area then any other place in the shirne, except for the central hall where she found herself teaching the younger students the ways of this following. Of course her little wish was to crush the more greater belief in the country, and make this one more better known. But who would put their faith in divine beings that had shrines consisting primarily of females; From the guard to each priestess and maid. It wasn't hard to notice this gender bias nature within the following of the divine.
There was one thing not noticable about it, and that was the physical torment the girls went under during their coming of age into being noted as priestesses. This previlage was reserved for the age of 21, but of course Angel had been the exception. Though that would remain a story for a later time.
She came upon a pond that was crafted upon the ground and moved to sit upon one of the upraised stones that surrounded it. Sitting like a proper lady in a dress would upon a horse saddle, she gazed into the pull. Flicks of her all to long silver-gold hair driting outwards upon the breeze. Blue eyes looked back into blue eyes while absently she began humming a little tune. Today she had a few diplomatic matters to attend to, some spiritual (as she is the shrine's leader), and others of the more conventional sense. But it would be nice if something new occured.
Like an unannounced guest or two. From all the books she read, unannounced guests always are a start to a fabulous journey.
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OOC: Anyone can stumble in on the place, or come here on a supposed invite from the Nation or what not. ^^;; Though not invites are being sent to people, just pretend they were.
The perfect image of the two was crafted from soft limestone that was reinforced with some slight magic. It wasn't hard to sense it, as the spirit energy was higher in this area then any other place in the shirne, except for the central hall where she found herself teaching the younger students the ways of this following. Of course her little wish was to crush the more greater belief in the country, and make this one more better known. But who would put their faith in divine beings that had shrines consisting primarily of females; From the guard to each priestess and maid. It wasn't hard to notice this gender bias nature within the following of the divine.
There was one thing not noticable about it, and that was the physical torment the girls went under during their coming of age into being noted as priestesses. This previlage was reserved for the age of 21, but of course Angel had been the exception. Though that would remain a story for a later time.
She came upon a pond that was crafted upon the ground and moved to sit upon one of the upraised stones that surrounded it. Sitting like a proper lady in a dress would upon a horse saddle, she gazed into the pull. Flicks of her all to long silver-gold hair driting outwards upon the breeze. Blue eyes looked back into blue eyes while absently she began humming a little tune. Today she had a few diplomatic matters to attend to, some spiritual (as she is the shrine's leader), and others of the more conventional sense. But it would be nice if something new occured.
Like an unannounced guest or two. From all the books she read, unannounced guests always are a start to a fabulous journey.
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OOC: Anyone can stumble in on the place, or come here on a supposed invite from the Nation or what not. ^^;; Though not invites are being sent to people, just pretend they were.