Arya started the ceremony. She opened the portal and asked for the goddess to grace them.
Silence filled the room after Arya finished her chant. Nothing was happening.
Then the candles started flickering and the air began to glow with moonlit illuminants. It was mystical.
In the center a windstorm formed a cyclone. Clouds formed in the sky darkening the world. The candles flickered out for a moment. The room went dark, the moon disappearing from the sky.
A glowing figure emerged from the circle and the candles all around relit themselves but instead of an orange flame, white ones replaced it.
The air in the room seemed to be sucked out as the ethereal being appeared before them now with clarity.
She had hair to floor that was long and white that flowed weightlessly around her, she had eyes glowed white but had a clouded sky look to them. She wore a sharp white dress with sliver and diamonds etched into the bodice.
