Lost In Your Light || P. Parker

05| The First Time I Saw Your Face

As soon as Lelia got home, she ran into her bedroom and flipped open her laptop.

She had tried her best to remember everything Mrs. Anderson said that she wasn't able to jot down, but it was starting to fade away.

Genetic... traits... magic?

She searched "Genetic healing traits" but nothing on the first or second page had anything to do with that.

Feeling slightly discouraged, Lelia tried a different approach. "Is it possible to heal someone by touch alone?"

The history bar showed she had already searched that question before. She bit her lip with worry, and changed it to "proof of healing someone by touch alone"

She hit send and began to scroll through pages and pages worth of seemingly useless information, until one website caught her eye.

Ancient Norse carvings found in Central Norway that depict possible healing rituals

The title itself didn't exactly correlate to the question she was asking, but it was a place to start.

The Asguardians were powerful God-like human beings who probably had her powers, but amplified to the extreme. It wouldn't be such a surprise if her... mutation... had something to do with them, right?

Her eyes widened. Could this have something to do with another species?

Lelia slumped forward on her desk and sighed. There were endless possibilities.

But research on Norse mythology and the Asguardians was a good place to start. And for some reason, she was drawn towards it.

"Since wars and constant boarder disputes ravaged way of life in the early century—Northern Europeans gradually began to gravitate towards spiritual growth. Since their lives were filled with blood, killing, and an incredibly short life span, the people highly valued healing and mendification rituals, spending hours and days on the inner channeling of power from the "higher aboves" believing if they persisted long enough, the Gods would grant the person they were trying to save with a new life.

Based on the newly excavated rock carvings, some found outside and inside Stykket. Scandinavian historian experts were able to decipher its meaning.

"New life will come to those that wait." Lelia breathed out the words. She scrolled through pictures of the mountainside cave, studying the carvings and pictures of the old European rituals.

It didn't make sense, but it also made sense at the same time. She felt drawn, somehow connected, to the carvings in the caves, and the miraculous tales they told.

Feeling somewhat excited, Lelia kept digging through articles after articles of related mythology and excavated Northern European ruins.

But after what seemed like hours of searching, one particular name caught her eye, and the words breathed from her lips. Eir, the goddess of healing.

"Eir blesses those who are worthy."

After processing the foreign language that had danced across her tongue, Lelia gasped. She had read straight from the picture. She could understand the old Germanic words without reading the translation underneath.