Wednesday, January 31, 2007
New Beginning 203
Minor Annals V
That year brought plague and pestilence and a desperate hunger.
The night skies were like ichor and the clouds clung like the poisoned spume on the rocks of the shrinking river.
That year the maidens of the clan were sacrificed one by one to the new priest's unsatiated god.
That year I stood on the stony hillside with the others, our faces washed to bloody bone in the streaming torch light.
When the moon curved above the clouds like a knife I watched the priest raise his arms in incantation.
I saw the sigil of the goddess written in the sky above her veiled face and knew he lied.
When he led me forth his eyes gleamed red. My mother moaned, and the clan rustled like a hot wind through dry leaves.
I waited until we reached the stinking altar before I struck.
I let them tear him to pieces among the stones.
There were no more sacrifices that year.
That year, or thereafter.
Minor Annals VI
A Juca bug crawls up the wall of my hut and I smash it.
With my thumb.
I offer the bug to Tzetoqiee, but he turns his nose up at it.
He says I've changed since my friends and I ripped out the intestines of the priest last year.
Minor Annals VII
That year I considered publishing my annals on stone tablets, but decided against it.
I guess you could say I'm very annal-retentive.
Minor Annals VIII
Skipped work today and gnawed on a coca leaf for an hour instead.
I'm doing this again tomorrow.
Tomorrow, and thereafter.
Opening: Bernita.....Continuation: Pacatrue
Posted by Evil Editor at 2:33 PM