Caitlin: Priestess of the Goddess
Chapter I

    Chapter I

           Full moon rose behind the ancient granite cliff. Owl, silhouetted against its bright
    silver, screamed a warning, and my heart leapt in fear. I wanted to leave my place in the
    line of maidens poised at the top of the path. I did not want to descend into the cave
    with its sacred pool. I did not want to participate in this ritual. The line began to move,
    and I stepped forward.

           We moved in blue-robed silence down the spiral path. This was my first ritual since
    becoming apprenticed to the Goddess and I was terrified that I would misstep or
    misspeak. I followed the flowing robe before me as my bare feet found familiar footholds
    in the stony path. Slowly, silently, rhythmically we moved, heads bowed, hands folded in
    respect.

           At the bottom we circled the sacred pool. I found my place at the western edge and
    waited. Yellow candles flickered on the altar stone. I tried not to look at you as you stood
    before the altar, feet and hands bound, but I could see the folds of your white robe
    hanging loose. I felt your eyes burning into me and I fought to remember my
    commitment to the Goddess and this ritual.

           Allianna raised her voice in prayer, and I joined my own to the circle’s chanted
    response, even as terror rose within me—terror for you, for my part in what was to
    happen. My hands slimy, my heart feeling as if it would burst from my chest, I suddenly
    doubted my commitment to the Goddess and wondered if She truly demanded this ritual.
    Serena sensed my wavering resolve and sent a sharp elbow into my ribs. Worried that
    my lapse had been discovered by Allianna, and fearing banishment from the circle, I
    resumed the chant, louder and clearer than anyone else.

           The singing ended, and power flashed around the circle, illuminating your face for a
    moment. The Goddess was pleased, and I could not believe we were doing anything but
    Her will. I had assumed I would be a watcher, and I stared in horror when Allianna
    pointed to me, designating me one of the bearers. No, I could not! Serena pushed me
    sharply forward, and I stumbled towards the altar, hands still folded in submissive
    blessing. I bowed my head so no one would see the tears streaming down my face.

           We knelt around you. You stood in our midst and accepted the prayers and
    blessings of Allianna. We rose, unbound your hands and feet, and stripped you of your
    robe. We tied stones to your feet. Each priestess lifted two stones from the pile. One
    priestess walked before you, one behind you, one to your right, and I walked to your
    left. My body felt icy, but I could feel your heat. We walked into the pool, until the water
    reached your waist. We tied the stones to your arms, your neck. We laid you back and
    placed the heaviest stone upon your chest. We held you for a moment, and then…I
    betrayed the Goddess…and Allianna…and my commitment to the sacred circle. I leaned
    close to  you and whispered, “I love you. We will meet again, and I will give it back to
    you.” You nodded almost imperceptibly and disappeared beneath the blue-black water.