She was not let down.
In a circle of fragrant trees was a circle of flame, and in the center was a small woman adorned with wild, entrancing markings. Ultima stopped very short, her breath fogging all about her head as the mare spoke – “Step into the circle with me and we will see what the spirits have to say of your future.” A fortune telling? Latching onto her excitement (and the slightest twinge of apprehension, like a tickle in her throat), Snapdragon poked his head from the deeps of his featherbed and mewled, tugging on their bond like a child at a sleeve. “Shh,” she said, dithering on the outer edge of the timber. More people began to arrive, entranced by the soothsayer’s song and the music filling the clearing like smoke. Snapdragon yowled again, stretching before balancing on her foremost wing joint. “Oh— Fine! Let’s go!”
Casting her misgivings to the wind and breathing deeply of the sage, juniper and cherry, Ultima stepped forward between the flickering points of fire. Despite her misgivings, the thrill of a fortune gripped her as much as it’d grip any young girl. She dipped her head and smiled, brain humming with expectation.
“Miss, could I ask what you see?”
@Aisling + mention of @tilney
fortune idea: MEETING SOMEONE VERY SOON IN THE FUTURE???
if you could blur the line so she can't tell if it's a romantic thing or just a friend or an enemy, that'd be cool!! xo
please tag ultima in all posts! force/magic a-ok, shy of killing/maiming her! |