*A special thanks to acire for the phrase that became the title (and TWO lines) of this poem. This is another in the 'Immortal Clan' series. I've decided to write the story of these amazing women - from the time the curse was placed on them, through their trials to survive. I hope you watch for it.
She always seemed so different Than all the other girls Often she went hunting While her sisters combed their curls
Her mother's look of disdain Caused Lily's heart to cry She tried hard to be good But couldn't though she'd try
As she grew into womanhood She heard whispers of her name Changeling is the word they used Fruit of her father's shame
Proudly she walked among Those that caused her scorn Little did she know that she Was of the Immortals born
Stolen from her mother's breast Taken from the Immortal Clan Lily was to pay the price For the shame of mortal man
Fiercely proud her blood ran hot As she neared her mating age Unable to understand her lust Unable to contain her rage
The men could not resist her Though she tried not to entice Her sisters faded into the walls For they were merely 'nice'
She awoke one starless night To find her mother standing near 'you must go' she whispered 'tis for your life I fear'
'you are not one of us you are Immortal born no longer can I stand aside and take your foolish scorn'
Lily rose and pleaded To be told the story true And when twas done she realized What it was she must do
Lily left her father's house Dressed as a mortal man Hair shorn close to her head She sought out the Immortal Clan
into the darkened road she walked with the moon her only ally driven by her need to find the truth behind the lie
two years she traveled thus as she grew to woman full and still she felt the power in the Immortal clan's pull
she had almost given up grown weary from the search when she found a secret valley entrenched in a stand of birch
Boldly she walked into camp And stood among Immortal Clan 'I've come home' she cried valiantly 'escaped from a mortal man'
Her mother quickly embraced her To welcome her home at last For many nights they sat and shared The memories of their past.
Full-grown now she sought her mate As the Immortal women must into the darkened road she walked compelled by Immortal lust.
Oh, this was a delight. I really enjoy all installments into this crazy world you've created, it's so very involving and always has me gripping my seat. I like this one a lot... just like the rest. I have a few questions. 1. If my memory serves me correctly, this one and the other two I've read were written in a similar format. Is there any chance that you'll depart into something else for one of the installments? 2. Could you give a bit of background info on this world of yours, so that we can more easily understand what you are talking about? Of course I'll understand if you'd rather not tell us, let us figure these things out for ourselves... but personally I prefer to have a little bit of info, especially on stories like this that spark my interest. I'm a real fan of the science fiction/fantasy genre of reading... so this all appeals to me a great deal. I'm looking forward to the rest. ~Allan
Build a man a fire, and he's warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life. ~Unknown
TEXAS (it's all big)
Allan, I'm going to write a story telling the tale from the beginning..it actually started with a challenge phrase from a friend - I wrote one poem and it evolved into a series. Each one is about a different member of the clan...so the story will be based on the first Immortal Woman.