❦ 17 | ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ | ᴘᴜʀᴘʟᴇ sᴜɴsᴇᴛ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ

[conquering]

[ Morgana is in a room brighter than the one she lived in when in Hel, those who know it would recognize it as the room she once resided in when she stayed in New Camelot.

If she feels out of place, she doesn't quite let it show. ]

The Deities have offered their spring celebration, certainly, flowers and the rest.

[ but Morgana is a Priestess of the Old Religion and something is not right, something is missing. ]

It is warmer and I would riddle you this, where can one hold a small, controlled fire in this city? A beacon fire is how we mark spring in my realm; yet one on the plains would do well too.

A Beal Fire, then, if you have heard the term before, must and will be held. I only wish to know where.

[ it's called Beltane, guys. ]

Comments

[Video]

[conquering]

No, not if it is controlled and watched over. You needn't worry, child. No harm shall come to you from any fire I would lit.

[ such an odd promise from the queen who burned villages. ]

Re: [Video]

[horlogerie]

....

[He's still unsure, people didn't just go around lighting fires for good reasons in Paris]

..Then what is it for?

[Video]

[conquering]

For celebration. The fires were lit to celebrate the beginning of spring, the end of winter. Cold to warmth and frozen ground to life. Fire if a force of purification, my little one, and a new harvest year must be pure. And must be celebrated.

Re: [Video]

[horlogerie]

[Hugo makes a bit of a face at being called 'my little one'. A scrunch of the nose and a straightening of the shoulders, does he look particularly scrawny?]

So it is a holiday?

[conquering]

Of a sort, yes. A celebration. Of a new year, of the futility of the fields. If you'd like, you may think of it as a celebration of spring.

[horlogerie]

Oh...

[His voice trails off a little.]

We have Easter.

[conquering]

How do you celebrate Easter? Certainly not by fire as you looked so surprised by my offer.

[horlogerie]

No. [He shakes his head, a little bit of a smile tugs his mouth at the idea. That certainly would have caused an uproar at mass.]

Father would have us get up early for church, and then we would return for a large meal and lots of chocolate.

[A pause before he gestures in an egg shape with his hands]

The chocolate would come in shapes...like eggs...or like Saints.

[conquering]

why would they have children eat their supposed saints?

[ does not compute. and they say the old religion is insane. ]

[horlogerie]

[Hugo laughs then]

I once asked father why the chocolate looked like people... But he said that was the kind of question you weren't supposed to ask.

[He had always wondered when about to reach the part of the chocolate that had a face...something just seemed so strange about it]

So now I suppose I won't even know.

[conquering]

Then let me offer you a different lesson to learn, my little one.

[ she smiles, arches an eyebrow as if she is suggesting telling him a precious secret. ]

There is no question in this world that you are not supposed to ask. Question everything and everyone, you will only learn more.

[horlogerie]

[Hugo goes a bit quiet]

...You...might think its strange...but even though father would say there were questions you weren't supposed to ask...I think he'd agree with you.

[Pause]

He loved mysteries.

[conquering]

Did he? And yourself?

[ it's a sad thing, to see a boy separated from a father he clearly loved. she tries to be warmer, recalls back the lady morgana from where she has been hiding her. ]

Do you enjoy them?

[horlogerie]

[A smile and a bit of a nod]

Yes...I do.

[conquering]

Then you must read many adventure books, they are filled with those and would likely amuse you.

[horlogerie]

I went to the library here once. I didn't really know where to begin.

[conquering]

You would have to choose one and then see if it interests you and search for others of the same kind. I've found that Greek and Roman mythologies caught my interest and there are many books which contain the tales here.

[horlogerie]

You mean the stories about gods like Zeus and Hades?

[conquering]

Yes, exactly those. Have you read them before?

[horlogerie]

I used to have to read them for school.

[conquering]

It is such a waste to force a child to read. I find that it makes the books almost like a chore and less interesting than they would be if the tutor did not force it.

[horlogerie]

[Hugo shrugs one shoulder]

I liked the stories about Odysseus and his adventures... [He offers]

[conquering]

Odysseus who was punished for a great sin. Do you know which one was that?

[horlogerie]

[Hugo bites his lip, trying to think, before shaking his head]

...was it pride?

[It is a guess based on being dragged out of bed every Sunday morning for mass]

[conquering]

Yes, indeed it was. Hubris; for her said he was wiser than the Gods themselves.

[ and Morgana knows this sin intimately for it is one of her oldest friends, a proud child growing into a proud woman who would command the stars, who would name herself superior to the Gods of Asgard.

She has suffered punishments for this pride, but it is still a trait many would use to describe her with. ]