Posted in Friday Fictioneer, Writing, tagged 100 words, comedy, creative, fantasy, Friday Fictioneers, Goddess, ideas, journey, life, nature, outdoors, Priestess, rebirth, renewal, transitions, water, Writing on April 20, 2012 |
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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.
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Posted in Friday Fictioneer, Writing, tagged 100 words, between times, creative, darkness, death, fae, fairy tales, fantasy, Friday Fictioneers, ideas, inspiration, sidhe, story idea, transitions, Writing on March 30, 2012 |
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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:
“That’s where it lives.”
Gran’s words echo through my head as I stare at the decrepit old truck down the hill.
“It’s the ‘tween times you needs to worry ’bout, evenin’ and mornin’. That’s when it comes out.”
I glance over my shoulder, the sun just a glow on the horizon.
I step toward the truck and place my hand on the pitted metal hood. Gran’s locket laced through my fingers. cool like her body’d been this morning.
I close my eyes and bow my head. Ready to meet the other half of the family, ready to make the Changeling’s Choice.
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