Women are inferior to Men in every way, they are weaker, slower, and dumber, this is the truth sold to Lamira ever since she was a child. She had seen how the World itself favored Men, making them stronger in her magiks. She knew the life she would have as a woman; she would accept a man, marry, and give him as many children as he would want, in exchange she would be seen as a normal part of society, and she would get a sniff of the power men were regularly dowsed in.
Single Mothers get no respect, they are shunned, treated like the witches of old, a treatment deemed fitting for those who did not conform, who made rash choices. Lumira had no idea who her father was, from the day she was a baby to ger current age of 19, Her mother was all she had, the one who took care of her, a feat deemed normally unachievable except one was of a standing so high they defied the rules of society, or if they were something else entirely.
Lumira walked home in the cold air that pierced her skin and fought to penetrate her thick silk scarf tied tight to her neck, her eyes squinting from the snow flying savagely to her face like little soldiers who just locked on a target, and the snow on the floor seperated and pushed aside by her mighty boots, she was coming back from a game of Larynx Ball, having played several rounds against her friend Adam. When they were younger, Lamira used to stalemate Adam at Larynx Ball, as puberty had not fully unlocked his Brune, the mighty magik that ruled this word, at any age before one becomes a man or woman, there is no difference between the amount of Brune either gender can release with force, but the Minute time decides growth, the differences in Brune between a Man, and a Woman become Night and Day, yet, Lamira loved to play a game where you Apply your brune onto a ball and smash it againt rocks to see who broke the most of it, she and Adam would go to the mountains, and she would lose 100-30, yet it was fun, Adam understood her but never pitied her femine weakness, he would listen to her dreams, her wish to live a life just like her mother, but better, but she still did not know what better meant.
She arrived Home earlier than usual, the green little cottage deep in the forest, isolated ffrom the city, was not its usual quiet self, there were plates breaking in the kitchen, metal clanging, and the most surprising...moans. she could not open the door but she dared not call her mother to, she went around to the kitchen window, and snucj a peak, to see a thing she never thought possible, A man on his knees, his lips in her mother's person, pleasuring her as she stood above him, above a Man, she only looked for a few moments before she ran off, but she saw a Man in a position where he worshipped a woman, where the woman had pleasure and showed power. She craved this, she needed to know more, later that Night, she would speak with her Mother