Starless and bible black.

Krystel heard the sound of a river flowing in the distance.
She smelled her adversary and knew was crouching in the vegetation, there where the river basin was lower. It was hours that she followed him, sword in hand, with a fixed and concentrated glance.
This time she was thinking of Maya, asking herself if her youngest sister had been able to defeat fear the first time, that fear Krystel had already faced and defeated a long time ago.

Neared the banks of the river. No noises, no presence.

Maya would think this place is deserted”, Krystel thought with a smile. But she knew well how deceivable reality could be and that to identify the enemy a long and tiresome training was needed. A training she had undergone with pride since she was a kid.

Clenched the hilt. Her enemy, a creature resembling a snake but bigger and more disturbing, hissed along the banks. It was a second and with a thrust Krystel cut the horrible body in half.

She puts silently the sword back into its sheath: also this time the will of the Goddess was made.


Krystel had a last thought for Maya. “One day you will grow and challenge your fears. I will be next to you as always, ready to help you”, she thought.

Credits:

Photo: Matteo Campanella
Make up: Melly
Stylist: Manu
Make Up Products: Estée Lauder, Aveda
Hair Style Products: Aveda
Model: Melly
Story Teller: Marco Picone
Outfit: Albino
Pochette: Azzurra Gronchi
Bangle: Zahir Creazioni

A time and a place.

Maya was wandering around the chambers with her accurate crossbow pending to her side.

She was looking for someone, room after room.

She was advancing with fast steps but inside herself she wondered what she would do at first sight of the enemy: would she be as strong as Uranya and Krystel? Or would she just collapse by fear, offering her side to the enemy?

Who was her enemy? A body without face for the young Maya. She didn’t even know whom the Goddess would have chosen to test her courage!

Searched all through the building, continued to search, but felt inside her chest a big doubt growing: will she be able to take up the challenge?

She finally found an empty room. Seemed as if no one had ever lived there. Maya crouched herself and waited. Waited and waited.

Felt her heart beating harder each time, always more anxious, until the noise of footsteps was louder than her own heart. Maya was ready to spring, the crossbow ready. All of a sudden a man entered the room, but he was only a body without face.

Maya shoots an arrow.

The enemy crumpled to the floor.

The young priestess neared to observe her enemy’s face: pale and somber, a grimace of terror on his face. Maybe the enemy she defeated was her own fear, Maya told herself.

Credits:

Photo: Matteo Campanella
Make up: Melly
Stylist: Manu
Make Up Products: Estée Lauder, Aveda
Hair Style Products: Aveda
Model: Federica
Story Teller: Marco Picone
Location:
Enosud
Outfit: Albino SS2012
Pochette: Azzurra Gronchi

The battle of glass tears -video-.

The priestess Uranya raised her hands towards the sky, holding a golden talisman with the carved symbol of the Goddess.

Her Lady had called her with persuasive voice: “Do not be afraid, daughter. I will protect you from the spirits that infest this place”.

Uranya with half-closed eyes began to dance silently in the cold morning air; her steps were elegant and measured, her body fluid and graceful.

Credits:

Photo: Matteo Campanella
Make up: Melly
Stylist: Manu
Make Up Products: Estée Lauder, Aveda
Model: Angela
Story Teller: Marco Picone
Location:
Castello di Branduzzo
Outfit: Albino SS2012

The battle of glass tears.

The Goddess was guiding her hand, guiding her sword.

Uranya closed her eyes and with graceful and fast sudden movements, perceived a shadow moving among the tree’s fronds. Strained her arm between the moving veils and led a blow that struck the spirit, dispelling it forever.

Credits:

Photo: Matteo Campanella
Make up: Melly
Stylist: Manu
Make Up Products: Estée Lauder, Aveda
Model: Angela
Story Teller: Marco Picone
Location:
Castello di Branduzzo
Outfit: Albino SS2012

Lady of the dancing water.

The priestess Uranya raised her hands towards the sky, holding a golden talisman with the carved symbol of the Goddess.

Her Lady had called her with persuasive voice: “Do not be afraid, daughter. I will protect you from the spirits that infest this place”.

Uranya with half-closed eyes began to dance silently in the cold morning air; her steps were elegant and measured, her body fluid and graceful.

Uranya knew that an evil presence hovered in the courtyard, under the shadow of the old willow.

She knew but did not fear.

The Goddess was guiding her hand, guiding her sword.

Uranya closed her eyes and with graceful and fast sudden movements, perceived a shadow moving among the tree’s fronds. Strained her arm between the moving veils and led a blow that struck the spirit, dispelling it forever.

Uranya opened again her eyes and stopped, gasping for air. Her mission was complete.

However, a heavy weight burdened the priestess’s thoughts. She thought about Krystel and Maya, praying to the Goddess to guide their steps but an indecipherable omen hovered in the courtyard’s breeze…

Credits:

Photo: Matteo Campanella
Make up: Melly
Stylist: Manu
Make Up Products: Estée Lauder, Aveda
Model: Angela
Story Teller: Marco Picone
Location:
Castello di Branduzzo
Outfit: Albino SS2012

The three Fates.

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Uranya had listened to the solemn promises of these two disciples, Krystel and Maya. She unsheathed the sword that was hanging from the waist, and held it with the right hand with care and simplicity, as if it was as light as a feather.

She gave it Krystel who accepted it with respect. Then Uranya got the crossbow and gave it to the young Maya.

“With these weapons you will accomplish the Goddess’ will, sisters”, said Uranya. “Go now and return only when your task will be accomplished”.

Krystel and Maya bowed slightly and departed, leaving the fortress and heading toward the sacred forest.

Uranya half-closed her eyes and knelt praying. “My lady”, whispered, “guide my sisters’ steps: hoping they could find the strength to face and overcome their fears!”.

Maya.

The third woman observed nervously the other two that had talked before her. She was young, younger than the others, and very uncertain. Turned her head towards the Priestess as to ask for advice. All of a sudden, she bent forward, her knees touching the ground with a light thud.

Maya was young, fiery and hesitant, combined the impulse of a teenager with the uncertainty of those inexperienced in life.

She trembled while talking: “I, Maya, swear…” She hesitated for a moment, and then continued: “….consecrate my life.” She stopped for a second, then continued….”consecrate my life to the Goddess, to serve her in the best way. If she commands me, I will perform the sacrifice”.

She ended the speech with a scared look, but Krystel touched barely her arm, as to reassure her. Maya nodded with the head: yes, thanks to the support of the two sisters she was really ready.

Credits:

Photo: Matteo Campanella
Make up: Melly
Stylist: Manu
Make Up Products: Estée Lauder, Aveda
Model: Federica
Story Teller: Marco Picone
Location: Castello di Carimate

Krystel.

The three women stared at each other directly in the eyes. The shape in the middle of the expedition had talked, asking them a pledge. Then slowly one of them kneeled down with grace. Her face was serene, her eyes deep but sweet.

Krystel was clearly used to obey, but hers was not a blind submission. She decided to serve the Goddess, and knew that her will was source of life. Nothing would have dissuaded her from her lifetime’s task. She talked with a soft voice, a voice that seemed a chant, harmonious as it was.

“Yes sister, I am ready. I, Krystel, have consecrated my life to the Goddess and I am ready to serve her in any way she will desire. With these words”, continued lightly, “I subdue my existence to hers and I am ready for this sacrifice”.

Credits:

Photo: Matteo Campanella
Make up: Melly
Stylist: Manu
Make Up Products: Estée Lauder, Aveda
Model: Kristina
Story Teller: Marco Picone
Location: Castello di Carimate

Uranya.

The woman progressed with a resolute pace.

Her long brown hair fell over her back with great elegance, but she tied it up in the back of the head, giving her a look prompt to action.

She was wearing a red garment finely adorned and miraculously clean nevertheless of the forest’s mud over which she had walked.

Her firm glance revealed a still nature, that didn’t accept replies nor uncertainties.
Her face revealed a fascinating woman, although her definite traits made her seem as one of the most merciless ring fighters.

She was used to command and would have willingly sacrificed her life for the mission she had undertaken.

When she opened the mouth, her voice cracked a bit with apprehension while she gazed at the other two shapes next to her.

“Are you ready for the sacrifice for which we were brought up, sisters? Are you sure to have the necessary strength?”

Credits:

Photo: Matteo Campanella
Make up: Melly
Stylist: Manu
Make Up Products: Estée Lauder, Aveda
Model: Angela
Story Teller: Marco Picone
Location: Castello di Carimate