Doom doom doom, Malicia felt the pounding drums through the earth, filling her, replacing her own heartbeat. The heat of the fire washed over her body, cleansing her. She turned to face the circle. Twelve drummers drumming glistened with sweat in the firelight. Behind them, the other twelve of her coven chanted.
Malicia raised her arms to the sky. With the drums, she spoke, “Earth,” (doom) “Air,” (doom) “Fire,” (doom) “Water;” a final doom as each woman drew a knife across the throat of the drummer in front of her. As the blood soaked into the ground, Malicia felt its energy drawn into her.
She swooned, intoxicated, as her sisters focused their own magical energies on her. At last, sated, Malicia dropped her arms. Bristling with power, she gestured and the drums and bodies disappeared. She nodded to her sisters and floated towards town.
The last day of BlogFestivus and that’s what I write? Yikes! I may write another entry later today in a lighter vein. In the meantime, here’s the final (?) tally of my BlogFestivus 2011 body count:
|Day||Body Count||Possible Moral|
|Day 1||0||Don’t land in a tree when parachuting with a bag full of money.|
|Day 2||2||Beware of pretty shiny things.|
|Day 3||2||Don’t let taunts get to you. Also, don’t play with explosives.|
|Day 4||1||Don’t mess with the birds.|
|Day 5||0||Fantasy doth not the place of reality take.|
|Day 6||2||Beware of falling in love with a goose.|
|Day 7||0||When a wise old witch-owl speaks, it pays to listen.|
|Day 8||7||Eat lightly and carry a big sword.|
|Day 9||301||Don’t attend a party hosted by someone who welds doors.|
|Day 10||0||Don’t underestimate your own strength.|
|Day 11||0||Don’t put the windows before the plumbing. Or, water always wins.|
|Day 12||12||Don’t take drumming gigs for witches. (Thanks, Lisleman.)|
|Total||327||Beware of the dark side during BlogFestivus.|