The viscous fluid that ran through Victoria’s fingers glowed colors randomly and rapidly as she began to talk about the Great Goddess.

“Her story is told elsewhere by others, so I will tell you a small thing about her that is mine to tell. I will tell you about times when the world was not as it is now when all you saw was what you were directed to see by those with powers you could not imagine. Gods and Goddesses walked amongst you and all you could do was stare at their perfection with abject adoration.” She paused a second, her voice wonderfully decadent, like velvet on the soul of everyone there. Her words touched them in dark and secret places that some of them did not even know they had until that very moment.

Victoria took the fluid from her hands and let it drip on the stage in front of her, the stage disappearing as she did, her chair turning into the stump of a once-mighty tree, the theater about her slowly shifting into a great and natural amphitheater made of the white marble that sculptors sought very dearly. The wind caught their hair and their eyes closed as they breathed in the air of a world long since gone.

“Siobhan is the Dark Goddess, the Creator, and Destroyer of anything and everything. Don’t dare think that she is cruel for the sake of it, however. Every action is measured and calculated, every result fixed and known, every variable accounted for. She is everything, everyone, every place.” Victoria smiled at the awestruck cloud, babes in the woods looking at the colors brighter than they had ever seen, the air so clean you could taste it and enjoy it like a lover’s touch.

“I will teach you a word now. Badhbh. Badhbh is a word that is layered in meaning and mysticism, but all you need to know is that when one sees the Badhbh, the battle has already begun and you will die.” her voice turned dark, clouds covering the perfect sky above them, the smell of blood and other things replacing the cleanliness of the air. Flies could be heard feasting on the dead. “Badhbh is what you will never forget, you will always remember, you will deny.” They were hers now, they would be hers forever now and they happily accepted this fate and that is where the power truly was.

Victoria clapped her hands once, a loud and thunderous thing and they were all sitting back in the auditorium once again, their memories muddied with the pleasure and joy they felt, the last words buried deep in their subconsciousness where they needed to be hidden until…until later.

Standing up tall and letting the wings on her back unfurl completely the crowd erupted with applause and cheers in a dozen languages. They did not notice or did not care, that they had been sitting there for three hours that seemed like a second. Roses were thrown on the stage. Lecherous men throwing hotel cards and keys on stage, a smaller amount of women doing the same thing if a little more discreetly. Victoria smiled darkly and happily and heard the microphone pop into life again.

“Thank you so much for attending, the Goddess will see a limited amount of people for a meet and greet in a few moments. All gifts and tributes can be given to her directly if you are chosen to meet her, all others, please simply throw it on the stage and I assure you the Goddess will know where it came from and you shall receive her blessing.

Victoria kissed her fingertips and pointed them at the crowd, each of them feeling the intimate nature of it on a deep level and the whole of them silencing for a moment as she did it before walking back to her dressing room with a laugh starting on her lips and the old plan in her mind still slowly coming to life.

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