Historical setting: 589 C.E. when Brittany was forest Great peaks of flames roll, each tongue rising higher, snapping and hissing then dissolving silently into the hot center of it all. As each finger of flame points deeper into the dark a spew of sparks escapes to eternity with the winter stars. Across the fireContinue reading “Post #28.6, Thurs., January 13, 2022”
Category Archives: Serial Fiction
Post #28.5, Weds., January 12, 2022
Historical setting: 589 C.E. when Brittany was forest The leftovers of a huge feast with visitors and long nights of parties is old food, empty barrels, and contentious divisions between the tribes. The withering greens are set outside. The ashes are swept from the hearthstones and new wood is stacked. Ordinary tidiness is theContinue reading “Post #28.5, Weds., January 12, 2022”
Post #28.4, Tuesday, January 11, 2022
Historical setting: 589 C.E. when Brittany was forest The Druid is going to make sense of his mention of a folk myth in which a fair maiden kisses a frog. It has to do with Thole being missing. Even though these people know the Celtic lore of “shape changing,” could anyone really believe they’veContinue reading “Post #28.4, Tuesday, January 11, 2022”
Post #28.3, Thurs., January 6, 2022
Historical setting: 589 C.E. when Gaul was forest I know Christianity runs on rumor too often, but this rumor of pagan human sacrifice has some credence. There have been findings. I ask the druid what is their intention. He answers after an uncomfortably long pause for shared grins with Guldilyn. “My boyContinue reading “Post #28.3, Thurs., January 6, 2022”
Post #28.2, Weds., January 5, 2022
Historical setting: 589 C.E. when Brittany was forest The pagan storyteller and I are discussing the differences of our mythologies, when Druid Largin intrudes to mention what had already crossed my mind. “You won’t see your friend Thole again.” “I noticed he was gone; what happened to him?” “Oh, we knowContinue reading “Post #28.2, Weds., January 5, 2022”
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