BLURB:
Return to the world where Midra and Midran rule. The god and goddess have two faces. Midra is Mistress of the Moon and also Mistress of the Dark Moon. Midran is Lord of lLght and Lord of shadows.
In Incal, the priests of Midran have formed three branches. The Voice of Midran in Incal rules over the mall. In the archived he has read of a tale predicting Three will come to return Midra to the rulership. He sends his acknowledged son to find the three and bring them to him.
Many years ago triplet girls were born in a remote mountain town. When they were five, their dying mother sent them to be fostered by three different women. Though they had wed to find each other, their developing talents caused them to forget until twenty ears later each one of them felt the need to find her sisters.
Would the Voice of Midran in Incal learn where they were?
Excerpt:
Pera left her
sleeping chamber in the small stone house where she lived with the Reader of Lives.
Since the age of five she had been the elderly woman’s student. She released a
sigh and shut off the dream memories of her two sisters. Those days lay in the
past but she’d dreamed of them for seven nights and waking in the morning with
a sense of loss. Why now? She strode
into the kitchen. Dreams didn’t fill the empty spaces in her heard.
She moved to
the fireplace to prepare food for the day. Porridge with fruit for the morning,
a tasty soup for midday and a hearty stew for the evening. Soon people would
arrive with questions about their lives and problems. While the Reader listened
and spoke words of wisdom, Pera observed and commented when necessary.
The elderly woman
hobbled into the room and sat at the table. Pera filled two bowls with porridge
and filled pottery mugs with juice blended from fruit and flavored by herbs. As
they ate the Reader tested Pera’s growing talent.
When the
questioning finished the Reader smiled. “You have learned and ready. I’m proud
of you.”
“Ready for
what?”
The elderly
woman patted Pera’s hand. “Change lies on the horizon.” Her eyes took that
faraway expression meaning a foretelling to come. Her eyes closed. “Your
sisters will find you.”
“Truth.
When?”
“Soon. Both
are drawn here for they must seek while you wait.”
Pera’s breath
flowed on a sigh. “I pray you are seeing what will be.”
“I am.” The
Reader finished her meal and rose. “Time for us to hear the people seeking advice.”
She walked to the door, crossed the grass to the stone chair. Pear cleared the kitchen
and moved to sit at the Reeder’s side. She prepared to listen.
The first
person, a middle-aged woman stated her problem. “What shall I do? My son has
been tested by the priests. They want to take him from me. Though he’s but five
he is the man of the house. What will my daughters and I do without him?” She
wrung her hands.
Pera listened
to the woman’s thoughts and found a thread offering s solution. She sent her
ideas to the Reader using a mind to mind touch. “Her fears are justified. The
farm is prosperous. Her dead spouse’s brought would claim the land. Her oldest
daughter is courted by a young man who has no land. A wedding and a gift of the
land would make him the man of the house.”
The Reader
leaned forward. ‘I have had a vision that will solve your problem. You cannot
rebel against the priests. Your son must go to them. Let your oldest daughter
marry the young man who lives her. Gift the farm to them for the wedding with
the provision they care for you and your other daughters. Do this and all will
be well.”
And so the morning began.
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3 comments:
Lots of questions. When will her sisters find her? Will he have to wait long? Sounds like the first problem has been solved in a fair way, if the vision is correct. Enjoyed your excerpt. Thanks for sharing!
A relief to know they will find her. Change is in the air. Lovely excerpt.
Good solution to a very tricky problem.
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