okay, sleep for me, will be back on in 5 hours. Need some sleep peeps!

“Fate hasn’t been kind to me.  Let’s just start with my parents, as that will take a long time, but first, let’s go to the forest.  To my favorite spot.” She pulled her hand and ran through the garden to the treeline of the forest and gathered her skirts in her hand, beginning her run through the trees.  She hopped and skipped over all the familiar places, even though Helana told her not to, until she reached a little glen next to a large stream.  She looked behind her if her mother had been able to keep up.

Macha easily strode behind her daughter, her dress flowing gracefully, lightly touching the ground. Once they reached the little glen she smiled. “This is beautiful, simple, yet beautiful.” she then sat down on the grass. “Now, tell me of your life. There are so many years I have missed.”

There had, “I’m almost nineteen now.” She laid her head in her lap and started her life.  ”Growing up Mother,” She would always know her as such since she had no one else at the time, “seemed a bit off to me.  The moment I could walk I had everyone wrapped around my pinkie.  She was used to having attention on her.  So, I was let out of the house when I behaved and did my lessons right, the first time.  I was painfully reminded if I did something wrong.  On my thirteenth year I went to my first ball and I had a line of men asking for a dance with me and Mother refused them all and took me home, accusing me of letting them under my skirts.  I had no intentions of such, she had scared the idea of sex from me pretty badly, but that’s for another time.” She waved her hand to dismiss it.  ”My sixteenth year came along and it was my birthday and I had made her something, showing her how much I loved her and she looked at me and told me I was unlovable, that no one could stand me.  And that she would never love me.”

Hearing of how badly treated Ina was made Macha quite angry. “And this Mother, is she still around?” she asked, but soon she directed her anger towards herself. If she hadn’t broken the agreement her daughter wouldn’t have experienced pain. She would’ve never known the meaning of it. Biting her lip she closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down. Stroking Ina’s hair she said quietly. “I’m so sorry. I did this to you.”

“I’ve found the first characteristic we share.  We shoulder things unto ourselves.  To continue, I had snuck out a few weeks after I was seventeen and had gotten lost and these people offered me a ride home.  I gladly accepted and ended up knocked out.  When I woke up I had no clothes and I was in a strange room.  I didn’t stay there long and was able to escape, I later learned it was a brothel and they were going to sell me.” She shook her head.  ”At the time I didn’t know what a brothel was.  But I went to go back home to find they hadn’t been searching for me and that everything in my room changed as if set up for a guest.” She sighed, “That was home life.  They both still live.”

She held onto her, clasping her arms around her as she sobbed into her.  ”You’re real… I knew they weren’t my parents, they couldn’t be.  They just couldn’t be.” She found her mother.  She had found the one she had been dreaming about, literally.  ”You have to meet my family, most are gone right now.  They will be back by morning, I- I just can’t believe this.”

“Tell me everything that has happened to you. I wish not to read your mind, as it would be rude. Your mortal parents, did they take care of you?” Macha asked, wiping her tears. “I would love to meet your family. I can’t believe this as well. Such blessing Fate has showered on us.”

“Fate hasn’t been kind to me.  Let’s just start with my parents, as that will take a long time, but first, let’s go to the forest.  To my favorite spot.” She pulled her hand and ran through the garden to the treeline of the forest and gathered her skirts in her hand, beginning her run through the trees.  She hopped and skipped over all the familiar places, even though Helana told her not to, until she reached a little glen next to a large stream.  She looked behind her if her mother had been able to keep up.

Macha easily strode behind her daughter, her dress flowing gracefully, lightly touching the ground. Once they reached the little glen she smiled. “This is beautiful, simple, yet beautiful.” she then sat down on the grass. “Now, tell me of your life. There are so many years I have missed.”

There had, “I’m almost nineteen now.” She laid her head in her lap and started her life.  ”Growing up Mother,” She would always know her as such since she had no one else at the time, “seemed a bit off to me.  The moment I could walk I had everyone wrapped around my pinkie.  She was used to having attention on her.  So, I was let out of the house when I behaved and did my lessons right, the first time.  I was painfully reminded if I did something wrong.  On my thirteenth year I went to my first ball and I had a line of men asking for a dance with me and Mother refused them all and took me home, accusing me of letting them under my skirts.  I had no intentions of such, she had scared the idea of sex from me pretty badly, but that’s for another time.” She waved her hand to dismiss it.  ”My sixteenth year came along and it was my birthday and I had made her something, showing her how much I loved her and she looked at me and told me I was unlovable, that no one could stand me.  And that she would never love me.”