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Farewell

Chapter one

The Royal Tent was full of lower Banshee women and maidens crying. Priestesses were present chanting and reciting ancestral prayer in the dim candle lit tent. Selah sat at her mother's bedside as is tradition along with the Elders and everyone else present.

Selah had been there for three days, no food, only water, as was tradition she was too fast as her mother's spirit left her body. Doing so, her mother would transfer the spirit Banshee to her upon death. Her mother was 112 years old, and Selah was only 28.

Her mother kept giving birth to boys. Finally, the stars blessed her to birth a girl before she could have children no more. Her brothers were given to the king of the male village to be raised as warriors. Females were given to them to be raised the same, eventually married off to have families.

Selah thought her path was set  many years before she was born. She would never have a choice to never be given or offered one. Her path was clear she would be Banshee Queen, the one to hand down assignments from those in other dimensions who prayed to them to come and avenge them. To right a wrong that was done for one reason or another. Banshee would be paid in gold, diamonds, or silver. Sometimes, a child was offered if female they accepted. Weapons would be offered, which they were also instructed to accept.

The gifts were various but always had to enrich them as a people never an individual gain. Selah...her mother called to her weakly she knelt at her mother's bedside the still queen waving everyone out the tent. Everyone exited swiftly. She held her daughters hand. I know you want a husband... children the traditional life.

I, too, wanted this life, my precious girl, but knew I could not have it. The children I had she smiled all from the same man. She lowered her voice. I loved him, and he loved me. Under the chest in the ground, there is something there for you she grinned. Sometimes, you have to do little things for yourself. Sometimes, it's okay to be selfish.

How many brothers do I have, mother? It is forbidden for you to seek them out know the king of men is raising them as warriors. I have seen them most are married with their own families. There are seven of them, my love. If there is trouble you can not handle, seek out the eldest Malachi he will help you.bir proceed with caution as I said it is forbidden. Selah nodded yes.

Her mother squeezed her hand. I love you, daughter. May the ancestors lead you always... seek them for direction, and they will never steer you wrong. Know I am always with you watching you loving you...you are not alone my love I am here call I shall answer. Call the priestesses Selah hurry.

Selah called them in Selah and sat in the ceremonial transfer of the spirit chair. The priestesses chanted as white sage filled the air. Her mother inhaled and exhaled her last breath.

Her mother's breath tangled with the white sage smoke together they twirled in a wild white smoky circle that turned toward Selah and shot directly into her mouth.  She lost her breath clutching her throat as she spun into uncontrollable dizziness, and the last of the smoke disappeared into her body. 

Selah took two steps, then room spinning, passing out at her deceased mother's feet.