Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Entry #12

Maiden, Mother, Crone
by Bonnie Cehovet


She stood in the dark forest clearing, the shadowy light of the moon sifting through the encroaching clouds. A light breeze moved through the trees behind her, creating little whispers of sound in the night. With each breath, she felt the power surging within her. She lifted up her arms, and slowly began to chant:

Maiden, mother, crone ... maiden, mother, crone ... maiden, mother, crone ...

The chant began to build momentum in her mind.

Maiden, mother, crone ... maiden, mother, crone ... maiden, mother, crone ...

Three as one ... maiden, mother, crone.

Brilliant bolts of lightening flashed their silvery light in the dark sky above her. The rumble of thunder boomed louder and louder. She watched, in feverish anticipation, as the three ghostly images appeared in the sky. Their hair flowing around them, their arms outstretched, shimmering in the night sky, they began their sirens song:

Come walk with us,
walk in the light of the moon,
walk the path between dark and light.

Come walk with us,
know the darkness,
know the light.

Come walk with us,
come live in our world,
welcome the knowledge of the night.


Hair flowing around her, the solitary figure heard the ancient voices, and yet again felt the ancient call. Power pulsed through her veins as her soul began to slowing disintegrate, shooting through the lightening bolts into the sky to join the three shimmering, ghostly figures waiting there for her.

17 comments:

linda said...

A bit of sorcery? A good twist.

Joni said...

Powerful images. Great strong verbs. I like it much.

anne frasier said...

loved the repetition and the beat of this piece. very nice. :)

robert rohloff said...

Very good.

Jim said...

A nice little vignette to a much larger story.

Bernita said...

Another interesting result on "raising the power."

aleah said...

Nice flow.

Scott said...

I enjoyed the building tension. It leaves questions in my mind. I would really like to know more. Is this the beginning of a larger piece?

k l awson gilbert said...

I love the ghostly feel of this. Makes me want to be out there in the moonlight.

fringes said...

I can tell this was inspired by the contest picture. You wrote what came to mind as you studied the photograph and transcribed a daydream. Am I close?

anna said...

This is my favourite kind of writing. A bit of supernatural
a bit of magic. Good stuff
I enjoyed immensely.

Lisa said...

Vivid descriptions allowed me to picture this as I read it. Good job.

Bonnie Cehovet said...

I want to thank each of you who took the time to read and comment on my story. I am not used to writing in this type of genre, so it is gratifying that people understood what I was trying to say.

This story is based on the picture yes, of course, but it is also based on other things that I have come across in life that "fit into the picture".

At this time, it is not part of a larger piece, but I may have to rethink that!

Bhaswati said...

The prose is rich with lyrical charm. Wonderful flow from start to finish. Good one :)

Minx said...

Hexenbanner, a witch who calls the power of three aspects - nice!

Bofire said...

"walk the path between light and dark" this is a very strong statement. Good writing.

jason evans said...

The increasing cadence of the incantation was great. I felt the power surging. Strong marks overall.