could you cook so well. You never had that skill before?”
“I don’t really know I just assumed cooking was easier than it looked.”
“Sister, father made us come you know. He says there is more going on here than meets the proverbial human eye,” Hectain said laughing.
“Oh you made a funny sister,” Reval said her high voice, tinkling with laughter.
“Father says that you are pregnant by the human and...”
Meredith cut Hectain off. “What? Pregnant by a human, now that surely would be a miracle. Are we to believe now in the human’s God? Do you think he has interceded somehow,” she asked, laughing?
Reval and Hectain sat staring at their youngest sister as she laughed.
“Sister, how is it you don’t know that you’re pregnant?”
“Why are you carrying on this farce, Hectain? I assure you if I were pregnant I would know,” Meredith said, reaching for the dishes covering the table.
Reval and Hectain looked across the wooden table at one another.
Reval cleared her throat. “Sister did you know there is an old magic, much older than our own which is so different than our own, we often can’t see it clearly. I think that old magic is somehow, somewhere in this house, and I think we need to look for it.”
Meredith sat the stack of dirty bowls back down on the tabletop and looked keenly from Hectain to Reval’s face. “You’re serious then?”
“Aye, we are. You are pregnant, and unless James is a God this could not be so, for even your love darling sister isn’t strong enough to change the laws concerning such things, and if he is a God, then we have to ask, why isn’t he behaving like a God?”
Meredith stared unbelievingly at her sisters, and then put her hands across her belly and quieted her mind. She lowered her body into the empty chair at the table and began breathing deeply. Slowing her breath, calm washed over her, as she sent her mind to search through the auric field of her body. Meredith pushed herself deeper into the trance searching. Finally she came across a narrow trail of blue light flowing off into the distance. She traveled along, following the cord of light down through her energy; the trail continued on deeper, and deeper into her unconscious. The trail of light wound through the caverns of her deepest mind, weaving its way around boulders, and cutting straight through stone walls. This made travel difficult for Meredith. Several times, she lost the trail and had to double back to locate the blue ribbon of light. Meredith continued to follow the trail down into her psyche, until it suddenly came to an abrupt end. She found herself standing before her an ornately carved door. She admired the bass relief carving of a leaf and tree that glowed in the body of the heavy wooden door. Finally, she reached out her hand, and not feeling any repulsing magic she grasped the latch to open the door. The latch was stuck fast and the door seemed wedged tightly in its frame, it wouldn’t budge. Meredith redoubled her effort, and pulled using her magic. The sealed door held against even her strongest magic for what felt like a long time, but then it slowly began to give way. The door opened a bit and then a bit more. As it opened, a fiery light began to seep out through the widening crack. Meredith gave one last pull, heavy with her magic and at last the door stood completely open. Meredith could see and infant, wrapped in a golden leaf, and surrounded by intricate branch work. The growing child and its magical cradle threw off such light; it was hard for even her energetic body to look directly upon the baby. Stepping outside, Meredith pushed the door shut, closed it firmly, and came up out of her trance.
“Meredith, James would have to be a God, to co-create such a being as that. Never have I seen such light coming off anyone,” Reval stood and moved
“I don’t really know I just assumed cooking was easier than it looked.”
“Sister, father made us come you know. He says there is more going on here than meets the proverbial human eye,” Hectain said laughing.
“Oh you made a funny sister,” Reval said her high voice, tinkling with laughter.
“Father says that you are pregnant by the human and...”
Meredith cut Hectain off. “What? Pregnant by a human, now that surely would be a miracle. Are we to believe now in the human’s God? Do you think he has interceded somehow,” she asked, laughing?
Reval and Hectain sat staring at their youngest sister as she laughed.
“Sister, how is it you don’t know that you’re pregnant?”
“Why are you carrying on this farce, Hectain? I assure you if I were pregnant I would know,” Meredith said, reaching for the dishes covering the table.
Reval and Hectain looked across the wooden table at one another.
Reval cleared her throat. “Sister did you know there is an old magic, much older than our own which is so different than our own, we often can’t see it clearly. I think that old magic is somehow, somewhere in this house, and I think we need to look for it.”
Meredith sat the stack of dirty bowls back down on the tabletop and looked keenly from Hectain to Reval’s face. “You’re serious then?”
“Aye, we are. You are pregnant, and unless James is a God this could not be so, for even your love darling sister isn’t strong enough to change the laws concerning such things, and if he is a God, then we have to ask, why isn’t he behaving like a God?”
Meredith stared unbelievingly at her sisters, and then put her hands across her belly and quieted her mind. She lowered her body into the empty chair at the table and began breathing deeply. Slowing her breath, calm washed over her, as she sent her mind to search through the auric field of her body. Meredith pushed herself deeper into the trance searching. Finally she came across a narrow trail of blue light flowing off into the distance. She traveled along, following the cord of light down through her energy; the trail continued on deeper, and deeper into her unconscious. The trail of light wound through the caverns of her deepest mind, weaving its way around boulders, and cutting straight through stone walls. This made travel difficult for Meredith. Several times, she lost the trail and had to double back to locate the blue ribbon of light. Meredith continued to follow the trail down into her psyche, until it suddenly came to an abrupt end. She found herself standing before her an ornately carved door. She admired the bass relief carving of a leaf and tree that glowed in the body of the heavy wooden door. Finally, she reached out her hand, and not feeling any repulsing magic she grasped the latch to open the door. The latch was stuck fast and the door seemed wedged tightly in its frame, it wouldn’t budge. Meredith redoubled her effort, and pulled using her magic. The sealed door held against even her strongest magic for what felt like a long time, but then it slowly began to give way. The door opened a bit and then a bit more. As it opened, a fiery light began to seep out through the widening crack. Meredith gave one last pull, heavy with her magic and at last the door stood completely open. Meredith could see and infant, wrapped in a golden leaf, and surrounded by intricate branch work. The growing child and its magical cradle threw off such light; it was hard for even her energetic body to look directly upon the baby. Stepping outside, Meredith pushed the door shut, closed it firmly, and came up out of her trance.
“Meredith, James would have to be a God, to co-create such a being as that. Never have I seen such light coming off anyone,” Reval stood and moved
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