Snow On Snow On Snow

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Snow On Snow On Snow
Cecilya Ludovar Takes Her Leave

A portrait of Cecilya, aged fifteen.

 

 

Cecilya Angelika stood over her uncle's body while her cousins wept. She watched him with the same trepidation she always had - ever-fearful of a man who had done nothing to harm her. Still, the young Ludovar watched, as she always did. No sound exited her drawn lips, save for a whispered, 

 

"Aedypapej..."

 

When Cecilya had taken her first steps outside Otistadt after years of self-imposed imprisonment, she had vowed never to return to her family's keep. Now, there she stood, over the dead body of the man she blamed for her struggles, although he had only been trying to help her. 

 

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As the heavy wooden doors of Otistadt Keep closed behind her, Cecilya vowed that this time would be the last.

 

"Yam leaving," 

 

She said to the snow-filled air, standing on the rocks at the edge of the road. There was nobody there to hear her speak, but she continued on regardless. 

 

"Yam leaving forever, ea think. It am time to go."

 

"Ea do niet know where," 

 

She mumbled to herself as she saddled her horse, climbing atop the beast and casting one final glance towards her family's keep. It had once been home. 

 

"But yam niet coming back."

 

 

All that Cecilya left for her family was a note, placed carefully on Adele’s desk, where hopefully her cousin wouldn’t find it until Cecilya was long gone.