Quinn's Chronicles

The Coven

With my face being prodded, I sat patiently. The two women observed for a good while. "Ah, I see. Oh, this is interesting, very interesting," the first woman continued, and up close tilted my head observing its features; her gaze reaching beyond my corporeal form. I had all of the attention from the both of them at my first visit while they made hints to each other, though I had yet to understand what was so interesting about my presence. Gradually they began to explain things, and hard to swallow, I quietly remained skeptical while keeping an open mind. I had been tired of being made a fool, and wary, admittedly at the time I hadn't taken some things seriously. They seemed to have a deep understanding of my nature and most importantly accepted and recognized things with no intention of deceit. Though how can I be certain that this is not delusion or if I were being taken for a fool?

It would be many more times following that I would venture out to Coven despite Loki's incarnate advising against going alone. It was he who was hesitant against Kieran's suggestion to take me.

Several times, I went out into the night in the midst of a snow storm just to be in their presence. I was captured by their fascination of my appearance. I was almost obsessed in return for their attention, their pulling of me further down into this mysterious perception of the world; deeply wanting to understand the Coven's many aspects and secrets, I desired to understand more the nature of this reality and the nature of things humans yet not know. Despite the mindfulness of science and skepticism, I was completely entranced.

Showing a side of occultism and spirituality I hadn't seen before, the two adult witches' words made me comfortable along with their displays of familial affection, despite myself not wholeheartedly believing it for the longest time. The more I went over though, the more I felt at home and belonged. A part of me let loose and got comfortable, but I remained cautious. It was the fear of losing sanity and falling into delusions, and fear of further being misunderstood or taken advantage of that disallowed me most from exceeding. I was discouraged to discover that they around me all began their awakenings at earlier times in their lives.

Perhaps it was also the vibration of doubt that too had a role in how I would carry out the tasks assigned to me. Perhaps it was also that I thought my senses were broken or was simply unable to perform the tasks. Though their words of the past reverberated through my being, I was unable to fully recall the pasts I had known. I felt a sense of shame and self disappointment for being unable to provide the answers they wanted. Doubt prevented me from continuing the training of auric sight, having stared at my open palms as I were attempting to project elements through the metaphysical layers of Astral, trying to catch the subtle glow of a flame with my eyes. For the longest time this felt like a fruitless exercise. I still desired the advanced techniques than to see minimal results. Not everyone's senses are the same though, and having an expectation of what to get can be a bad thing. I didn't know this at the time. Our spiritual senses can vary greatly among each other. Some senses can be trained into but how people experience some things are unique. I was not gifted to be one such person with strong senses into the spirit realm from birth.

I had still managed to correctly identify elements they projected to me and perform other tasks that were more measurable in the physical realm such as manipulate the temperature of a room. The knowings I receive are so subtle as they enter my mind, like an escaping whisper of a static corpse. I relied on this psychic knowing and trained it to be one of my solar senses. At times I became deeply unsatisfied with the inadequacy I felt. I continued to confide in them for all my spiritual matters, knowing no others that taught of such things.

The incarnate of Lilith is motherly to me, sometimes in a spiteful way. Though I have not yet awakened by this time, I felt like I already knew her intuitively. She is fun, has a sadistic sense of humor - knowledgeable in history, in rituals, and elements. She saw spirits, elements, auras, and pasts. The other seer was also kind, though I was at first evasive of her in this incarnation. She had shelves filled with books and items collected from all parts of the world. Also knowing and gifted with psychic power, the Albino Lioness at this time hadn't fully awakened yet either. There was something about their presence that made me almost afraid to be in the same room before fully understanding who this entity was.