StephenT (stormwreath) wrote,
StephenT
stormwreath

Another drabble

Yes I admit, this is a rather silly, and incredibly obscure concept. And anyone who hasn’t read my recent essay on Season 4 will probably be wondering what on earth it’s all about. (Those who have read it may well be wondering the same thing, but for different reasons…). But it’s one of those ideas that just insisted on being written.  It's kinda-sorta Buffyverse related, in a way.


If ever before thou didst hear my voice afar

The autumn moon silvers the leaves in the olive-groves banked like clouds above Mytilene. A slave sets out the golden bowl of water, then hurries away as his mistress dismisses him.

Her expression is tight, determined. Slender white fingers brush the lock of hair wrapped around her knife, gently as a kiss; then lift the flawless dove from its cage. The knife glints coldly.

Blood stains the clear water in the bowl.

As she begins chanting, her eyes cool to solid, hard black. Her voice flattens as she summons her goddess.

"Immortal Aphrodite of the broidered throne, daughter of Zeus..."
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