“What the fuck was that?” My voice was mine, but it sounded distant. He splashed a hand in joy.
“Your journey. You tell me.” His face was red from the sun, but no brightness would ever shadow his eyes.
“I… I don’t know.” I recovered my wits and smiled dangerously. “Show me again.”
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“But it… this particular spirit, this espirito, reached out to you personally, based on blood?” He touched the screen and scrolled through the data. The tablet responded normally. “What’s left to do?”
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“Is that all it takes to make you think you are worth something to me?” Kir regarded me with kir large eye. “I use you. I taught you how to use this place, for what you cast off feeds my plants. Even now, as you are lying there on the stone, my plants take from you. How do you know I don’t regard you as an intelligent pet?”
Ouch. “I… don’t.”
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A few folks from the table behind me not so gently nudged me forward. “Now, you be a good girl, probably for the first time in y’life, and come up here and kiss my glass for good luck. Don’t worry about keeping up with us. We gotta worry ’bout keeping up with you.”
I came up and took his glass. I planted a big kiss on the side of it, knowing damn well that wasn’t what he meant. I winked at him and smiled. He laughed heartily. I took a sip. The tub liquor burned down my throat and made my heartflame rage.
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It was a short pause, but it was long enough for me to completely regain my composure. “I don’t have any sway in the Pop Culture Paganism wars. I’ve been silent intentionally. Not my monkey, not my circus. Two of you know exactly where I am about this.” I released my grip on the cup. My flash of anger was over. I’ll be okay.
Chuckles reached out and patted my hand. “We know. But you’re going to start seeing fallout soon.”
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Inspiration is a funny thing, I can sit for hours trying to write and have nothing come to me, or I can be doing some mundane task and have a sudden burst of insight. This morning as I was putting my daughter on the bus for school a song(…)
Blessings Darling!
Let us all say this in unison – Fern is not everyone’s cuppa. Did I hear all my Mountain Sisters (and I don’t just mean Owl Mt, I mean all the Delicate Flowers of Appalachian Womanhood) snickering?
Blessings Darlings!
Today the remarkable Suz and I went to the coffee shop to write. As it happened, we were both writing about Hellenic Paganism. Which isn’t TOTALLY unusual for us, her being Hellenic and me being … all over(…)
Blessings Darlings!
An early heat wave is going to be starting here tomorrow. Temperatures will be in the 90’s and the humidity will be high for 5 days. Therefore, I did some preparations to help reduce my electricity use during(…)
I lie. And this time, I lied at the wrong time and with the wrong words. Y’all know I fudge some things because I don’t have leave to make certain things public. I have a mea culpa to admit to, and a correction to post.
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