Life. Hope. A future.
I don't know why these thoughts came to mind when I read 's prompt for this mornings Five minute free write, witches. Maybe that's the kind of mood I'm in today on this chilly but lovely morning here in LA. Or maybe I'm tired of all the negative press witches get and have gotten.
Before I talk too much, let's take a look in on this particular group...
They stood in a circle, chanting.
A low, droning sound that vibrated a special chord in the soul. Voices came together as one, split off into many, then back together. A dozen, maybe more, gathered in this bleak, empty room.
Dim, except for candles places in an unrecognizable pattern that outlined a symbol drawn out in white chalk. The flickering light cast unsure shadows that seemed to keep pace with their voices.
Garbed in the traditional robes of nature
Each of them had come from far away. From their posts in lands that no longer knew of nor would appreciate their existence. They had endured in silent suffering. Watching, waiting, biding their time for the right moment.
In the center, the focus point of all their energies sat a simple clay pot. Unremarkable in every way, it was the hope for the future. Their future. Everyone's future.
The pace of the noises that fled the throats of those gathered increased.
Faster and faster they spoke the words of old. Words of power. Words of life. Words that would return the world to what it was. Words that would bring green back to a world that had become gray.
It's easy to hate something you don't really understand.
One of humanities bad habits has always been to persecute things they don't understand. To try and root out all that is different. And to try and get rid of it. I'm not sure if that's an evolutionary trait, to protect the group overall, or just something that got instilled in us by leadership ling ago as a way for them to control us...
I've come to the conclusion to do a bit more research before I judge something. Good, evil, how are we to know at first glance. I mean, even in this quick story, it may seem that these witches are bringing back green to the world...life and stuff, but they might also be resurrecting an angry elder god that feels it has been spurned by the residents of this planet. A god that's gonna be wrecking some stuff. You don't know.
I hope you enjoyed this quick Monday morning write with me. I know I had a blast putting it together. Got lots to do today so I'm off!
Michael
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