Again and again she watched as her children, not yet a year from her womb, grew pale and perished before her. Since that day it was all that she could see, as she was held, unable to save them from that evil witch.
The hands on her shoulders pulled at her, one firm and strong with the grip of a warrior who spoke with assertive calm, "Turn away daughter, we are three and one now." Nebula reached for the hand with a smile, "Yes Mother".
The other hand was more nimble and soft, and she spoke with a charming lilt that promised delights and wonder, "Aye lass, there be new horizons for us, we are three and one now.. maybe some fun and adventure too?". Nebula could not  resist a half smile, "Grandmother I sense it will not be boring."
Nebula stood alone, there were no others beside her. She turned from the stone of Nymeia, the Spinner of fates, the mark of the weaving of three that are one, plain upon her forehead. The presence of her Mother and Grandmother within her was strange and yet comforting, over time she would get used to this, but for now she accepted the comfort and walked on.Â
The old Nebula had passed on that day she threw herself from the cliff in grief, and it had been Nymeia who claimed her. Though her children could not be returned her ancestry was strong and so as befits such things the circle of three was closed and what had been foretold came to pass. The three Stardancers were now one.Â
Now it was Nebula Stardancer, servant of Nymeia who walked towards her fate and the fate of others.
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((Just a little piece for continuity and I may add more of how this goes as the RP's flesh her out.))
The hands on her shoulders pulled at her, one firm and strong with the grip of a warrior who spoke with assertive calm, "Turn away daughter, we are three and one now." Nebula reached for the hand with a smile, "Yes Mother".
The other hand was more nimble and soft, and she spoke with a charming lilt that promised delights and wonder, "Aye lass, there be new horizons for us, we are three and one now.. maybe some fun and adventure too?". Nebula could not  resist a half smile, "Grandmother I sense it will not be boring."
Nebula stood alone, there were no others beside her. She turned from the stone of Nymeia, the Spinner of fates, the mark of the weaving of three that are one, plain upon her forehead. The presence of her Mother and Grandmother within her was strange and yet comforting, over time she would get used to this, but for now she accepted the comfort and walked on.Â
The old Nebula had passed on that day she threw herself from the cliff in grief, and it had been Nymeia who claimed her. Though her children could not be returned her ancestry was strong and so as befits such things the circle of three was closed and what had been foretold came to pass. The three Stardancers were now one.Â
Now it was Nebula Stardancer, servant of Nymeia who walked towards her fate and the fate of others.
      ((Just a little piece for continuity and I may add more of how this goes as the RP's flesh her out.))
Char:Â [Nebula Stardancer] Â FC: [East Eerie Trading Co]
Link Shells: [Hugs & Cakes] Â [Witches' Wyrd Web]
