semi-plotted thing for @magissathea
Zelda’s shoulders slumped as she lowered her body from its kneeling position, hands unfolding from their prayer stance. What was the point anymore? Was this even the way to appeal to Hecate? After all it clearly hadn’t been the way to call on Lilith. And she supposed that made sense. Groveling on your knees had always been a man’s fantasy. What purpose would it serve to another woman?
What was she doing? And for what? She had devoted centuries to serving Lucifer. And she had watched him attempt to take everything from her. She had started the Church of Lilith, had prayed to the First Woman. Those prayers went unanswered, and Lilith had fallen and left them helpless. So why was she bothering to attempt to start up yet another church? And if this failed too would the coven not abandon her completely? Did she want this too badly? Was she actually doing this for the coven or merely to hold onto power? Is that how they viewed her?
Zelda shook herself out of her thoughts and lifted herself to stand, tired of kneeling and weary from doubting.
