Rayclast Styxx - Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

Mirror, Mirror on the Wall, tell me who is the truest heir of them all.

"They hide from us but not only physically yet their secrets too. But why do they keep so much from us? From their own children?" Raising her hand Rayclast waved her arm over the pool of stil water within The Lady's Grove. The silver dust that parts from her hand hits the water's surface. The moonlight that shines upon this still pool reflects it's light not only from the pool itself but illuminates the light from the dust. The image of stars and the moon become so prominent within the water.

Lowering herself down upon hands and knees, dressed in her ever white attire, Rayclast gripped the grass by the pool and leaned over the water to stare upon her own reflection. Her white irises upon black eyes narrowing and staring against their mirrored selves. "I come looking for you Kalisha. You try to hide from your own children. Your duty as a mother has not been completed just yet. Alanyia looks for you yet and now more then ever needs your guiding words. Her position as guardian, her bloodline and a prophecy that was spewed out by The Lady requires your presence once more." Her right hand raised once more to take claim of an eye, that of a hawk. She drops it on the pool. The ripples that were created upon the waters surface distorting her image. "You can't hide from me." She uttered in determination as she claimed more dust. Yet this was a bundle of copper, zinx and nitric acid. Her fist closed as she sprinkles the mixture into the pool of water. At the very last a possession was dropped into this very pool. A ring given to her by Alanyia; that which once belonged to her mother. The pool turning into darkness as the Greater Scrying tries to locate it's target.