I Miss You Brother

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May 26th

I have notice people roaming about near my new home, though I don't think I've yet been spotted. They speak of my siblings. They don't say much about Mianite, but I often hear them talk about Ianite and Dianite. I miss Dianite so much. More than the others. He was my best friend.

As a baby I was abandon my my mother and father. They left me in the woods with a blanket and a small silver necklace that was decorated by a blue gem. Nothing more. I would have died had it not been for the gods. They discovered me there. At first they planned to bring me to a near by town to be adopted that is until they learned of my abilities. I was no ordinary child. I was powerful. They took me in knowing I could not live with a normal family. I spent years with them. They taught me so much. How to use my powers, control them, help others with them. I can never repay them for all that they have done for me. Though I feel I owe Dianite the most. To me he was more than a brother, he was a friend. I had many nights in which I cried, a lost child who had no idea who she was. I didn't even know my own name. I was given the name Sianite by the gods. Through all of my tears Dianite was there to comfort me. He understood how I felt more than the others. Ianite did her best but she didn't help much. Telling me to smile over and over again wasn't exactly very helpful. Mianite avoided me when I was upset. I believe it made him nervous. Dianite on the other hand sat and spoke with me. He told me about the similarities in our lives. About the pain we have share. Both of us have experience with being unwanted. The other gods found humor in our bond. They didn't expect Dianite, a god known to be evil, to have such a soft spot for me. He was there for me when I needed someone. I miss him more than anything.

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