#jaelithe

Title: First Lost, Then Found Mood Boarder: Caiti (Caitriona_3) Ship: Simon Tregarth/Jaelithe Rating: T Note: Should any of my mood boards prompt a fic, please link me so I can enjoy and brag! But please - take this as permission to write it!!

WITCH WORLD AESTHETICS | CHARACTERS: Jaelithe

“(...) Simon, my name is Jaelithe."

It came so abruptly, that for a full moment he did not understand her meaning. And then, knowing the Estcarpian custom, of the rules which had bound her so long, he drew a deep breath of wonder at that complete surrender: her name, that most personal possession in the realm of the Power, which must never be yielded lest one yield with it one's own identity to another! 

As Koris' ax lay on the table, so she had left her jewel behind her when she had moved apart with Simon. For the first time he realized that fact also. She had deliberately disarmed herself, put aside all her weapons and defenses, given into his hands what she believed was the ordering of her life. What such a surrender had meant to her he could guess, but only dimly—and that he knew also, awed. (...)

My name is not Janice. Or Janet. Or Jennifer, Jenny, Ginny, Jaelyn, Jaylice, Joanna, Joetta, Joella or Jade. Okay, I'll admit, I kind of like Jade. Jade is pretty. But it's still not my name. 

My name is Jaelithe. Yes, I know! You may not have seen it before. Really? You say it's unusual? You don't say! Listen: you may not believe this, but you are, in fact, only the 457,842nd person who has seen fit to point out to me that my name is unusual. If people didn't keep pointing that out to me -- who knows? I might start to feel like my name were usual or something, and I have no idea where that sort of thinking might lead. So thanks. 

No, actually, it's not hard to pronounce. Try it: it sounds like Jay-lith. (Not Jay-leeth, though, please. I hate that. My fifth-grade teacher called me that all year. It was not cool.)

Jay-lith. Jaelithe. Come on, try it. You can do it. It's only two syllables. Two. Not three or four, by the way.

No, really. My name is not Jah-e-leeth-ah. 

Yes, really. Jaelithe is really my real name. No, I did not just make it up. No, it's not a pen name. It's on my birth certificate. What? Of course I speak English well! I was born in St. Louis, Missouri. (And don't even get me started on how you ought to pronounce the name of that city or state.)

No, I do not have an "easier" name you can call me by, actually. No, you cannot use my middle name. No, you cannot just call me Janice instead! I don't care if Janice is your cousin's name. I don't care if Janice is nice. Yes, okay, actually, my friends do call me Jae or even just J sometimes but you see I don't mind when my friends call me that because my friends have already actually made the actual effort to actually learn how to actually say my actual name.

Which is not that hard. Really. It's Jaelithe. Two syllables. Long A. Short I. With a TH on the end. TH as in thorn. Silent E.

No, NOT Jayleesa!  

My fucking name is Jaelithe.

Oh, forget it. Just call me Jae. That will do.