Saturday, March 17, 2018
It’s not really St. Patrick’s Day as I write this, but it is my writing day for Thistledown. However, I’m not up to continuing the story today, so I’m taking it easy on myself to some extent. Hopefully I can do some more editing for Atonement in Bloom.
Here’s a snippet from Atonement in Bloom. There are a couple of new “supernaturals” in the town of Atonement, Tennessee. This excerpt comes from the middle of the scene where Lilith the cat encounters them. The oddly warm December night saw the calico sneaking out and following her nose to the thing she hated — magic. She watched the actions of two supernaturals for a while. Then she realized another stranger stood behind her. The unknown woman’s anger had grown as she observed what transpired.
…“Now to restore the balance,” the strange woman said, yet she hesitated. “But those two tricksters have definitely earned a small lesson,” Beira the Crone added with a wink to Lilith.
Her dark green velvet cloak fell back as she extended both arms. With the staff still grasped in her right hand she turned in a circle three times clockwise. As she moved, the velvet cloak swirled about her ankles as if the wind moved it. Beira’s long lapis-blue braid lifted on the same invisible currents. Her violet eyes shone brightly in the moonlight. On the third circle Beira tilted her head back exultantly.
The strange pillar lights faded out of the sky, and the glowing nimbus became normal wintery clouds. Then the temperature plummeted. Lilith instinctively fluffed out her long fur.
This can’t be good, the calico thought.
Lilith watched in wonder as snowflakes floated to the ground. Snow began to accumulate on the nearby stone wall. Beira walked over to it and tilted her head as if considering. “So it has grown here before, and spontaneously. Ah, recently too. This place is more interesting than I knew. Perhaps it bears further investigation,” Beira commented, rousing Lilith’s curiosity.
She gave the wall a light tap with her age darkened wooden staff. Then she nodded once more.
Lilith’s feline ears heard an odd vibration within the stone wall, which a human would never have noticed. In the light of the moon, the cat watched as a single rose sprouted from the top of the rock wall. A single blue rose.
As I said, it would be nice if I could do some editing to “Bloom” today. Although, Chris Graham (aka the Story Reading Ape) sneaked the idea for another story into my brain when he created the fun images for me. Now I’m wishing I could also write The Chronicles of the Green Witch. (Winks.) So many unfinished novels… so little time.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day
from Teagan’s Books
I hope you’re wearing your green! See you next weekend for Thistledown — Midsummer Bedlam.
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