Thear: Trey: Trey’s First Encounter with Bast

When Trey woke, if it could be called waking, he found himself in a place he never truly believed existed. Slowly he looked around, wondering if he was dreaming because he’d been studying the books about the deities for three days straight. His father wanted him to be authentic when he became the High Priest of Herne, even though neither of them actually believed in Herne or any of the other deities, but as he’d found himself there he couldn’t help thinking that they’d been wrong. They’d jumped to conclusions because it had been so long since there had been a true Priest or High Priest of Herne.

“I’m sorry to disappoint you,” a female voice said, as a large black cat slipped into the clearing he’d found himself in. “Herne won’t be visiting you tonight, Trey.”

At first all Trey could do was stare. “Bast?” he asked, disbelief filling his voice.

“At your service,” she replied, as she became a Tein-Igni female wearing a long black dress. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, finally.”

“Why am I here?”

Bast smiled. “You’re my Priest. Persephone told me you were a good choice, but I already knew that.”

Trey shook his head. “I can’t be. I’m Dorma.”

“Your race isn’t important.” Bast stepped forward and placed her warm hand over Trey’s heart. “It’s what’s in here that I’m interested in and you have a good heart.”

“I don’t understand.”

“It’s okay. You don’t have to understand everything straight away, but in time all will become clear.” She lifted her hand and brushed some strands of hair off his face. “I’ve wanted to bring you here for a long time, Trey. Unfortunately time is not our friend and we’ve been working hard to make certain everything we need is ready for the future.”

“The deities have been working together?”

“We always work together.” Bast bit her lip. “Everything you’ve been taught about us is wrong and…” She sighed. “There was a High Priest of Herne who wanted Thear to work the way he thought it should, instead of the way it did. He did everything he could to erase us from Thearan history, but the problem with deities is that we don’t go anywhere without a fight.”

“I’ve heard of him. My father thinks he was a great man and wants to follow in his footsteps.”

“That is something I already knew. Persephone has been watching your father for a long time and that’s why we’ve been so busy recently. Everything is happening faster than we thought it would, because of him.”

“So if my father is the source of your problems why have you chosen me to be your Priest, Bast?”

“He may be your father, but you aren’t him. The two of you are very different people, chosen to walk opposite paths, if you listen to what I’m going to tell you tonight about Thear, about the deities, and about the place you may have in the future.” Bast gently touched his face again. “Or you could chose to block me out, the same way so many people have, and follow in your father’s footsteps.”

Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.