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A shiver danced down her spine at the whisper the wind gave her, heralding the arrival of her Goddess. A delighted one, relishing the power she indulged in, the eagerness that she tried to restrain inside herself. Such disgrace would not be taken lightly in the face of her Queen. One that emerged from a shroud of glittering darkness, both beautiful and deadly to the girl who gazed upon it. Hotaru rose from her knees gracefully, bowing her head in turn. She hoped that the Moon Goddess would see her desire to stand as an echo of her own self-pride, but the dip of her ornate crown a continuous respect of the position she was more than aware of.
Hooves clicked harmoniously on the stone as the Goddess appeared, standing before her. Hotaru smiled, a wisp that came and went with ease, a mere greeting. The immortal purred out her words, but Hotaru could sense in them the beautiful, gentle death that drew so many in and let a rare few escape with their lives and bowels intact. She shuddered in delight, secretly desiring the ability to speak with such grace and severity in her coming years. It would one day be her name that caused a shiver, that had eyes glancing over shoulders and mouths tightening and pulling into frowns.
She would be revered as equally as she was feared.
But first, she had to pass her Lady's test.
"As you have bid me, my Lady," she responded, poised and delighted in turn, voice like velvet and eyes like ice. At least Hotaru was aware of the greed that drove her, the reasons why she sought higher positions, better areas, greener grasses and sweeter blood. So many Helovians deluded themselves, claiming they sought magic to help others, or to better themselves. Hotaru was no such fool. She didn't want useless trinkets nor useless magic. No, she wanted power. She wanted domination. and with the help of her Goddess, she hoped to achieve just that.
A violent, cold wind came up and around them, and excitement budded in the girl's heart even as her hair whipped against her skin. It was so reminiscent to the magic that she desired that she couldn't not fall prey to her own intimate excitement. She was so close she could taste it. And oh, what a taste it was!
A puff of air circled around her, seeming to delve into her pours, become a part of her. It was exhilarating. She gasped and stirred in her spot, eyes wild and wide with the thrill, like a predator finally tasting the blood of its kill. It was finally over, she had won. And then before her, each piece she had stolen began to meld and mold, glow and connect as they magnetized and become whole. Starlight glittered in its folds, and she stared in awe at the display of power, the extra gift she had been given.
Lifting her eyes, she grinned, all bloodlust and desire.
"Thank you, my Lady."
She was growing ever stronger.
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