Asteria Quel'Sien the Shaman of Ice, Seeker of the Harvest Moon

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Chapter 7

The barefooted girl wearing dress of fallen leaves was running in the night
forest. Around the ankles, like bracelets, were wrapped stems flowering
convolvulus, and in her hair were woven grass. She jumped across snags, runs
ravines, did not turn around and quietly cursing under her breath. Branches
beat her on the face, leaving a scratches, but she did not pay attention to
it. If someone, sharp-sighted, were watching her, it would be clear that she
knows surrounding forest, better than the lines on her palms, and while
bouncing, she seemed to rise in the air - a little higher than anyone should
while pushing off the ground with both feet... but there were no observers.

The forest was thinning out ahead, outputting to the lake, the full moon
reflected in the motionless water. Above the water lilies were playing tiny
glowing fairies, clearly dazed from the pollen, their quite laughter
resembled the chime of the dozen small bells.

The girl laughed and removed her dress without a stop. A few meters from the
water, she suddenly without visible effort swept forward and upward, and like
an arrow flew into the water, scared of fairies, entering the calm water
without a single splash.

- Cool, always dreamed about it - she said snorting, floating to the shore.

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Chapter 6

The living helix.

Phases of life likened to the seasons. Childhood, adolescence, flowering,
maturity wise.
The past - the reason for the future. One season - the premise of another.
There is not just a cycle, but a living spiral, helix of the life, old and
generating new.
The traditional approach to life with all its manifold manifestations
involves the constant development, but not stagnant.
All will be repeated sooner or later, but on a fundamentally new, qualitative
level.

Spring - beginning of the year - start of the life, early childhood.
Very first lesson - to distinguish difference between form and content,
manner and matter. To separate the evil from good, healing leaves - from the
poisonous herbs. What looks good, is not always such.
The second lesson - compassion. How to feel the pain of others, without which
it is impossible to help people.
Turtle - the symbol of the unity of the universe and the symbol of Spring.
The upper shell is related to the dome of heaven, the bottom shell related to
the earth. Turtle in this case represents the consciousness of the young soul
in its pristine indivisibility.

Summer - time of adolescence and the awakening of sensual desires. Its easy
to go daft, but not from love but from a strong passion to satisfy the
temptation. As soon as there is a desire, there arises an opportunity to
satisfy it. Lust creates a desire to possess, and a desire to possess
generates the desire to kill.
This period of life characterized by increasing the active principle and the
violation of established laws and canons.
The red cock is the symbol of this season. Cock might be associated with an
embodiment of lust and sexual desires.

Fall - the zenith point, time to review values. It is necessary to change the
paradigm of thinking, throw away the pain, leaving the desire to be happy
"somewhere".
The wolf is the symbol of this season, represents endurance.

Winter - the time of spiritual maturity. It is time to put in order the body
and mind.
It is the season in which the old begin to make way for the new, the earth
prepares for rest, a deep slumber that brings about a stronger rebirth. So,
the winter is a force of wisdom and caring, subtlely easing into spring.
Snake, is the symbol of this season, represents a silent concentration.

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Chapter 5

Life in the forest was difficult. Almost impossible for a girl which grew up
in the castle and who knew nothing about surviving in the forest. But she
adapted. Nature itself helped her, gave her berries and roots to eat, crystal
clear water of the lakes to swim and drink.

Once she went, as usual, through the wilds looking for something for dinner.
Suddenly some old man popped out from the thicket of the forest. Asti was
very surprised, but tried to control herserlf and said calmly:
- Who are you?
- I'm just an old man looking for a rest, maiden.
- What are you doing here in my forest?
- It's not 'your' forest, the forest belongs to our mother Thar-Eris.
- Your 'mother'?
- Yes, maiden. All you can see around, earth, forest, lake, anything. Thar-Eris.
- She helped you to survive here, yes?

Asteria calmed down. And they sat on the grass and started to talk. Old man
told Asti all he knows about Thar-Eris and Refuge. Also he told her about the
Coven and the Harvest Moon. She told him about her struggling, about castle
and a dead child and he answered:
- Phases of life likened to the seasons.
- Childhood, adolescence, flowering, maturity wise.
- The past - the reason for the future.
- One season - the premise of another.
- There is not just a cycle, but a living spiral, helix of the life, old and generating
new. The traditional approach to life with all its manifold manifestations involves
the constant development, but not stagnant.
- All will be repeated sooner or later, but on a fundamentally new, qualitative level.
- You will reveal for yourself the true meaning of every season someday.

After a few minutes of silence he asked her:
- Where are you now, Asti?

More then few minutes passed before she answered:
- At the beginning. I'm just born.

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Chapter 4

After twelve months, Asti gave birth to a dead child. And it brought only
relief to her. She did not understand what she is doing, did not understand
what's happening... Life was like a misty maze without exit. She could not
believe that a pale lump, which was put down to the grave, was her son. The
only thing that pierce through the shroud of indifference, was the fact that
she can not sit with her grandfather now, only on the opposite side of the
table at family dinners. She came anyway. At night, when the castle's lights
extinguished, she glide across stucco balcony to the library window two
levels above, as the white shadow, and she knew that he will be there. He
indulged the breach of all decency silently, and she sticks to his knees and
cried, forgot about pride, trying to weep out some great, unknown to her own
grief. Master stroked her wild hair, and she slowly calmed and went back, not
saying nor hearing anything.

Then he died, from age. She knew that he had to ask for her to come, she
came and were sitting, gripping his dry fingers until remnants of life left him.
And he did not say anything to her again even on death bed. It was the last
straw. She fled from the castle, from her meaningless life, to the wilds.

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Chapter 3

On the day when Asti turned sixteen, she became the wife of the knight. The
pair was an enviable, beautiful, and pleasure to both families. Asti felt
nothing but disgust to her husband, but he never knew this, and did not even
tried to. The castle was large enough not to meet often. The wife's thoughts
was insignificant to him right after she crossed the threshold of a bedroom
in the opposite direction...

Like a jail...

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Chapter 2

Grandpa always said that the most important things in the life is faith and
honor. Asti believed him unconditionally. For her, Master of the Order, was
almost a god, by the way in which she had never believed. For her God was the
smell of spices in the house, and a long, boring speech Amen. But
grandfather, he was punishing and mercy hand for her. He was her teacher and
mentor, much closer than her father. Father was too busy with his duties and
the duty of the order. And certainly much closer then gently-restrained
mother, who were inclined towards embroidery all days long and revered
silence as uppermost woman's virtue. Asti hated embroidery, and loved to
chatter, often leads mom to horror by interference in any conversation.

But the old master loved granddaughter spirited and intelligent. Maybe he
even loved her more then his grandson, the pride of the father, which was
born much after her.

When Teolan was born, she was twenty, and her brother's born might pass
unnoticed to her if not her father, who started a habit to boast of his son.
Sooth to say, there were nothing to boast, as the boy was quiet, a little
fearful, but he was just a little boy, but father thought, he is the man and
education will solve the rest.

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Chapter 1

Asteria is very patient and calm girl. She loves mountains, air and moon. She
loves animals, especially birds (esp. eagle) and cats (esp. lion), cause those
animals remind a freedom to her. Honor and Word not only a sounds for her.
Her honor recalls animal honor, like the animals acts at the watering place till
drought. She will never break her word, and never harm any innocent or wild
creature without dare need. She can lie, but only to a wicked and when that lie
might help to save a life or two.

She loves orcs cause they alike bears, and hates darkness, orders and anti-paladins.
Also she hates conjurers and anyone who summons things from another planes like
nightwalkers. She is sphere seasons, and all her life is similar to the seasonal cycle.

She wants to become member of the Coven and someday become a voice of the
Goddess.
Her close goals - get the Goddess empowerment, join Refuge.
Distant goals - become a voice of the Coven, become Sunwarden, find love.

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