Giselle
“It’s easy, start at the beginning. Always start at the beginning.” Megan sounded like a typical writer.
“So, we left here to go for the life ceremony.” I started.
“Yes, yes, we know that part.” Megan waved her arms about impatiently.
“Hey, you said to begin at the beginning.” I pulled her leg.
“I didn’t mean the beginning of time. I meant the beginning of all this.” Megan waved at me from head to toe.
“Oh … you mean the Light.” I burst out laughing.
“Yes, that.” She frowned.
“Well, we were halfway through our life ceremony answering the questions, and I was really getting nervous, trying my best not to show it. Any nerves or hesitation would indicate incompatibility with them and poof you or your mate would be gone, burnt to a crisp.” I sighed deeply just thinking about it
