Post by Diana Prince on Jul 27, 2020 18:29:34 GMT -5
Participants: Diana Prince and Jason Prince
Location(s): Themyscira, Aegean Sea and more
Time of Day: Various
Summary: The unearthing of a sacred prophecy starts Diana on a quest that will change countless lives forever...
The Invisible Plane came to a silent, still halt in the skies above the island. A square of light opened in the empty air, and from it a streak of gold, crimson and navy exploded. Over the idyllic and verdant landscape of Paradise it swept, turning the heads of beast and Amazon alike. The ribbon of color arced to the capital city of Themyscira, and only there, at a marble pavilion high on the cliffs overlooking the rest of the civilization, did it stop.
Diana's booted feet had hardly touched the ground, then she was walking, just barely keeping her pace beneath a run. The two warriors guarding the doors to the structure uncrossed their spears to allow Diana passage and lowered them again after her. The princess stepped into the quiet chamber, its exterior walls nothing but pillars that let in the breeze and sunlight unfettered, and stopped.
Hippolyta stood at a circular chamber in the heart of the wide space. By her side, and the only other person present, was Penelope, the spiritual leader of Themyscira; their high priestess and, above all their oracle. On the table between Hippolyta's bracing arms was a stone tablet riddled with etchings. Mother and daughter traded looks. Penelope worried over the edge of her robe, biting on her lower lip.
Without a word, the Queen pushed away from the table, making room for Diana to move in and survey the tablet and its inscriptions. Hippolyta turned to face the open air between two pillars and Penelope drifted with her, still fretting. Diana brushed the fingertips of her right hand against her lariat and ran her left hand over the grooves of the ancient stone. No deceit lay in the object. Not that Diana expected it. It was hallowed - divine - wrought by the gods. She had felt as much as soon as stepping into the room.
"And it just appeared? After all the upheaval, the destruction and rebuilding over the years, this tablet manifested as though it had always been in the Hall of Prophecy?" Hippolyta's voice sounded a great distance away as Diana read the lines of ancient Greek for the umpteenth time. "Yes, my Queen. I know every inch of my charge. The niche it was resting in was not there just one sunset past." They continued to discuss in soft, urgent voices to one another, and only stopped when Diana finally turned to face them. The prophecy was now as permanently fixed in her memory as it was on the stone.
"What does this mean?" she asked, simply, tone gentle. The Queen crossed the distance between them and lay a hand on her shoulder. "That, my daughter, is for you to find out."
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The Aegean Sea glittered like a sea of lapis lazuli beneath her. The wind was up enough to set the water dancing and send Diana's hair lashing in an inky halo around her shoulders. The Amazon's grey eyes looked down at the rolling sea, stretching from misty horizon to misty horizon, a few Aegean isles dotted here and there. A small fisherman's vessel cut a masterful line between the currents in her sight, manned by a single figure. A man who, even at this distance, Diana could see an unnerving amount of herself in.