The high priest athame, in case, I haven't described it previously, has a gold hilt and sheath. The sheath is interlaced with a deep, deep blue. On the hilt is a Tibetan dragon, and on the sheath is a Lion. The high priestess blade, I believe is a small dragon. Its done in the same Tibetan style, gold and blue as the Priest blade, but a bit smaller.
I am coming to realize that the dragon represents me. In all its forms, Asian, Western. Its what most people associate with me. This, despite the fact that I've been collecting them most of my life, is a fairly new realization to me. Tyr is represented by the Lion, which is his symbol. It isn't this that I have an issue with, but the timing of things.
The blades were chosen about a year before I ever met Tyr. I chose them. Both of them. Bryan had told me that the one would be for High Priest, which, I assumed would be him, since there was the intent of me being his High Priestess. He confessed to me the other day that he only let me think the blade was his.
What does this mean? It means, that before I ever met Tyr, I knew him. I knew he'd be in my life. Or, someone like him. I'm not sure if there's anyway to tell if it was him specifically. It means, that I chose him. And it means that his life is more intertwined with mine than I ever guessed. This..is strange to me. I've never before chosen something with regard to a person I've never met. There's a bond there that I'm only just beginning to realize, and in some respects, it scares me. At the same time, it makes me secure. I know that he'll be there. He's meant to be. I'm not saying that he's meant to be my lover until the end of time...just, that he's meant to be a part of my life in some capacity for some time to come. Maybe even a lifetime. This is a comforting thought. What's unsettling is....I chose the blades before I ever met him......