Arsinoe

Sixty-First Month, First Day of New Age

Here I thought the surprise would be a new alembic...

Moving out here to the middle of no-where has a lot of positives for a mystic-in-the-making. The distance from civillization should allow me to get in better touch with myself. I'll admit, I haven't had much luck with having any of my magicks actually work since I've started studying... maybe this is the change I need.

As for me, I am Arsinoe. Scholar of the esoteric, and hermit of stygian darkness... at least, that's what I go off of online. I've had in interest in the "supernatural" for a long time, I started studying sometime in high school, and I've been studying and attempting to become a practitioner of numerous arcane arts ever since. I have little left for me in the life we left behind, I won't miss it, but I am happy I was allowed to bring some music players.

That's about it. Most of the knowledge I hold likely too far beyond what the average person would understand, so I'm unlikely to write much of my work here. Though, I suppose for introspective sake, an update or two here on my life wouldn't be a bad idea.

Blessed be.

Sixty-First Month, Second Day of New Age

I can't believe it happened so fast!

I went to work as soon as we arrived and already I'm making headway! I started with carving the runes into leftover wood from Caius' constructions. I went through the whole of the Futhark and put them in my magic bag and continued to just idly carve afterwards. I ended up carving the alphabet out of sheer boredom when I noticed something odd: everytime I finished a letter, I seemed to hear a hum.

It was quiet, something you could pretty easily dismiss as a distant bug, or maybe one of Adamari's pocket boyfriends, but it was consistent. A. bzzz. B. bzzz. By 'C' I decided this was worth experimenting with. I always considered manifestation to be silly, uneducated, "witchcraft", but inevitably that's what I did.

Give me a sign.

And from the spirits a sign came! The 'C' was glowing!

Ever since I was a little girl, this is what I DREAMED OF! An obvious, no nonsense, 'how-the-hell-is-this-happening' sign from beyond!

I just kind of kept rolling with the manifestation, throwing in a bit of old-norse galdr for additional energy, and imagined a quiet and melancholic lake. Misty, and dark, and full of trees so dense no one but me could find a way in. And when I opened my eyes? There I was!

I just enjoyed the place for a while. Meditating in the quiet, listening to the wind through the trees, staring into the water. Then with all my focus, I imagined the water like a magic mirror, where I could see the thoughts and feelings of anyone I wished. And again, after a few moments, I could see just that. Swirling in the subtle ripples of mayflies were those very images.

Ecstatic is the only word I could use to describe myself in that moment. After all this time... I'm finally getting somewhere.

Witches aren't supposed to share their grimoires you know? Perhaps I should try and find a way to hide these thoughts... at least from prying eyes...

Sixty-First Month, Third Day of New Age

Nice try perv! ;P