Hi everyone,
Chapter ten is finally in the bag! It was a little bit of a struggle, mainly because AG was done with it all. An encounter with her father sends her running back to her old life. She turned to spells once cast by her mother to block her from angelic sight and planned to run back to California to leave everything behind. While writing this I wasn’t sure how I was going to convince her to come back home. I’m still not sure. This chapter ended with her heading out of town with a bag packed and no intention of coming back.
“AG was so much calmer than she should have been given the circumstances. Maybe she was calm because she didn’t really believe it would work. She remained calm as she laid out the items her mother had listed once long ago in her diary. Items Anna had once used to bind herself from angelic sight. She was still calm as she picked up the knife and recited the words. It wasn’t until she had scored her palm – as directed – that she began to have some doubts. Not that it wouldn’t work, but that it would. If it worked…The results would be all those she wanted but if it worked….If it worked it was another nail in the coffin of proof that she really wished would stop piling up.
Still…her blade didn’t hesitate and her voice didn’t falter as she read out the words Anna had once spoken.
“Ceanglaionn cumhacht mo fhuil dom o radharc aingeal. Le fuil ta me ag sileadh, bac o neamh, dofheicthe do Dhia agus a aingeal. Fola agus anail sealaithe o radharc.”
Each word held weight, each one held a meaning she didn’t understand, but one she could feel deep inside. She could feel them, feel the spell, like a whisper over the skin. She could feel it swirl through the room, invisible and silent and she knew the moment it took hold. She knew though there was not clap of thunder, no dramatic magical effect. She just…knew.
This time when she left home she didn’t hitchhike….” Angel’s Gate by L Becker.
Well, I’m off to start chapter eleven. Wish me luck that I convince AG not to go!
Until next time,
L
