@Lorchenne here's the start. GeminiViolet eyes looked out into the darkness of the woods. She knew that the elders were there behind her just a few meters away. She found herself unable to care. She raised one pale hand to catch the first snowflake, her eyes glazed as she saw flashes of images and sounds of things that have yet to happen. Noticing her state, the elders crept closer. "What have you seen, dear Lady?" The Elder Head asked. Lady. That's what they call her. If not that, Goddess or Child Star or Woodland Spirit or Nephilim. The worst was Demon Spawn. But that man was quickly struck down, it would do no good for someone walking around calling her horrible names. Lady...The Lady Child... that was her title. But she had no name. Nameless. She was nameless. She ignored their impatient heartbeats and longed to one day crush it. But Mother told her that wasn't proper. And she always listened to Mother. "In a three weeks time, there will be a blizzard." she told them, tilting her head as she tried to distinguish the images she had seen. "Strangers will arrive within a week before that, lost. And they will stay." she paused. "They will bring chaos." she said as she spun around. Her pale blond hair glittering with the snow, like a true child of the unknown. Her cold violet eyes stared hard at theirs. There was no emotion on her face. "I saw the village's end." she recited honestly. "We will not last till spring." Her eyes still glazed at the images that were still to come. "What is to be done, goddess?" one of the elders asked. Her eyes turned to him and saw that this man was younger than the rest. Perhaps he still is unaware of how they worked...? But that didn't matter. She didn't answer his question. She tilted her head in a childlike manner and her emotionless eyes glanced at the village leader. His face was hard like the rest of the elders. His eyes telling her to obey. She did. She knew her place. She was heralded as the village goddess. But in truth, she was simply their slave. So she didn't answer. It wasn't her place to tell them what to do. She was only to say what could happen in the future. The images are vivid in her eyes. No matter what they decide, the truth still remains. This village will fall. And she will be freed from this place. But she didn't tell them that. She closed her vivid violet eyes as they her back to her "home". She traced the birthmark that separated her from the rest of the village. Lines that ran from her right eyelid upward. She found comfort in it, though she stopped to allow Mother to hum her to sleep. And that very night, she dreamed. She dreamed of meeting a girl with bright blue eyes and the gentlest smile. She reached out her pale right hand and the girl across her echoed her actions. When they touched, a wave of energy was unleashed from their joined hands. The first trace of emotion was seen in her violet eyes. For the first time in her very existence, the nameless goddess felt whole. Like she was finally home. "Who are--" she tried to say before their hands were torn apart and panicked. Gasping, violet eyes turned to Mother who looked at her in fright. "Lady, I felt something. Are you alright?" She was awake. Looking at her pale hand, the warmth had lingered. "No, Mother." she said. "I'm perfect." She smiled. She was.