Here’s the photo prompt for #Friday Fictioneers courtesy of Madison Woods. Thanks Madison, for starting and continuing this wonderful writing prompt. Please visit her site and check out all the other Friday Fictioneers. Here’s my 100 word take on the photo:
“It’s happening! Grab the cup.” The Priestess said, knowing The Tears of Aramaya only flow once a cycle, renewal and rebirth.
The acolyte, head bowed, lowered the chalice beneath the sacred root bulb.
“Plunk, Plunk, Plunk.”
He collected them until the flow stopped, turning to her, cup upraised. “Drink my mistress, and let us renew the world.”
She gripped the chalice, her hands over his, and drank the waters of life.
Once drained, she drew him near, for she held the water, he the seed. Looking at the youth of his body, she thanked the Goddess old Germaine had died two months back. She took her duties seriously, but some tasks proved harder than others.