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11:6 “Honey, I’m home!” Gwen threw the front door of Regan and Maise’s home – Manse? Mansion? Castle? – open and strode inside.   Patti stuck her head over the threshold of the parlor, craning to look down the entry. “So soon?”  Siobhan waved the sheaf of papers she still held tight in one hand. Nothing else was needed forContinue reading “Enter the Woods 11:6”

11:5 Siobhan lowered the pages to her lap, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. The depth of it was echoed from others around the tight circle. Silence was also a common. Pregnant silence speaking of sympathy born on shared trauma.   Llora drew a ragged breath and then dashed her hand over her damp cheek. Siobhan looked around the circle. GwenContinue reading “Enter the Woods 11:5 part 2”

Bria  It starts with shaky hands and progresses quickly to confused speech and general confusion. Bria has known what to look for all her life, just like she knew to never eat too much protein or become dehydrated. Like a doe that intrinsically knew to fear the hunter, who shies even when drinking delicately fromContinue reading “Enter the Woods 11 – Interlude – Bria”

11:5 The church hall door was propped open with a thick book, allowing the sound of voices to drift out to the stoop. Siobhan was about to open the door and head in when the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind them. The group as one pivoted to see who it was coming up fast on them. Continue reading “Enter the Woods 11:5”

11:4 Abe’s exit broke the momentary freeze tag, uh, moment around Ben. Suddenly everyone was up and moving, or around and moving, or just moving.  Ben’s gaze very slowly tracked as Gwen and Prairie jumped off the bed, one on each side, and approached him. Together they leveraged him up into a sitting position against the headboard and then Prairie did an efficientContinue reading “Enter the Woods 11:4”

11:3 The sound of voices in the hall pulled Kim out of the meditative state she’d fallen into under the waves of Patti and Sass’ voices.   “Why did you ask if you weren’t going to explain?” Gwen’s voice carried from down the hall, not quite strident but damned close.  A murmur followed, low enough Kim couldn’t tell who was answering. A mikro later the bedroom door was flungContinue reading “Enter the Woods 11:3”

11:2 The vibration of footsteps dragged Ben somewhere close to reality. A figure, human-shaped and bright, walked out of the darkness. A hand-shaped tendril of light reached for him.   In that moment Ben realized he was formless. No sense of his body. Just the dark and him floating within it. Except for a tugging in the region his chestContinue reading “Enter the Woods 11:2”

11:1 Movement. Dark. Movement. Strong arms bracketing the body. Corded strength pressed to the plane of a back and the back of the bend in the noodle of legs that flopped and flowed and drooped.   The low murmur of voices waves against a shore at low tide. Lap. Lap. Lap. The legs – not legs? – and arms – not arms? – maybe wet ribbons of seaweed – floppedContinue reading “Enter the Woods 11:1”