This was an amazing experience. Thank you so much for it.
It was interesting that so many entities greeted me by name, as if I'd been here before, and was being welcomed back. The name they greeted me with was Daemonique. Monique means advisor. Dominique means Of the Lord. The slight change from Domini to Daemoni felt so powerfully right.
When I finally arrived at the tent, having spoken to a few carnies on the way there, and went inside, I couldn't seem to stop myself. The hellborn was at least half again as tall as me, but his skin was smooth and warm. I ended up petting him, I just wanted to touch him, to feel his skin on my palms. I even snuggled in, and he held me. I felt safe, and soothed.
When I looked in the book, I didn't see a name. I saw a sigil in gold. I saw MY sigil in that book. I reached out and touched it, and it sank into my skin over my heart. I looked at the hellborn, and I asked him, "Is this... more?" He bowed his head slightly, smiling.
As I was leaving the tent, I felt this... horrible tension start to creep up on me. I could feel the chaos everywhere. The darkness. The energies I have spent so long guarding and protecting, are now here on the surface, all around me. The responsibility grabbed me by my chest and shook me. And then... I was surrounded by so many beings, holding me, calming me.
One said to me, "This is a place to lay down burdens. This place is ours to protect, these energies our responsibility. Here, you are safe. Let us bear the burden, and know that it will be protected and guarded with as much devotion, and many more eyes and hands."
Everything stopped. The energy lifted. I felt... light. Free. Relaxed.
-Raven Daemonique