Reverence Halloween Special

The rough wood of the table’s surface came to Gemevere’s attention. She sat upright on the bench and stretched her neck, hearing it crack at least six times. “Blarmey!” she said. She stretched her back, and her spine cracked again, at least ten times this time. “Flippin’ ‘eck!” She rubbed her eyes, and noticed the Hempsty, Katherine and Æthelstan were still fast asleep, Katherine snoring loudly as she lay on her back. “Blarmey!” Gemevere muttered once more.

She walked around the tavern. Everything looked in order. The front wall was in place. She could see the door was locked, and through the window she could see several villagers milling about. She walked into the room at the back of the tavern, which was empty. She looked around at the various barrels which were placed around the room. Another door led into the kitchen, so she walked through to have a look around in there. The larder door on the far side was wide open, so instinctively she closed it. The wooden table in the middle was neatly laid out with plates and bowls, all stacked ready to use. An oven stood next to the larder. Gemevere walked over to it and touched it. “Storn cold.” She said. She turned around and headed back out of the kitchen and into the barrel room. She jumped as she saw the red-skinned man appear out of a sudden orange light in front of her. “Eeek!” She shrieked, which was unusual for Gemevere.

“‘Oo the ‘eck are you?” Gemevere asked as the man faced her.

“My name is Mr Sinster. I believe you can help me to find an object I’m searching for.” Mr Sinster offered his hand to Gemevere.

“Arm not fallin’ fer that ‘un!” Gemevere pulled her arms in close to her body. “There’s a lot o’ strarenge things ‘appenin ’round ‘ere today.”

“You do have the oddest of tongues!” Mr Sinster commented.

“That’s rude!” Gemevere replied. “Comin’ from one with a pointy tail.”

“I am a Kraa demon. I mean you no harm, my fair lady. I’m merely trying to obtain one of six items from a list that must be found by Halloween. A map has sent me to this location, which means that you must know of the items whereabouts.”

“You expect me to believe all that? A map sent you? Oh, yer mean yer followed a map.” Gemevere tried to translate what the man was saying.

“No, a map actually sent me. It has points upon it which reveal the name of the item we seek, and then sends us through a portal to the time and place the item will be hidden in. Which is how I arrived here.”

“OK then,” Gemevere still didn’t believe Mr Sinster. “Prove it. Tell me where y’from.”

“I’m from 2020. From a town call…”

“2020? This is 489. Yer tellin’ me yer from thousands o’ years in the future?” Gemevere interrupted. She remembered Katherine’s coins which were also from almost two hundred years in the future. “Orr Kare, Ah’ll believe ya. Wha’s the item yer want? Bear in mind we doorn’t live ‘ere, and aren’t from ‘ere.”

“Oh. That may be difficult then. I’m looking for a pyramid. A round pyramid.”

“A round pyramid? ‘Round ‘ere?”

“This is where the map sent me.”

“We’re in a room full o’ barrels. There’s nothin’ in ‘ere that looks like a normal pyramid, lerralone a round ‘un!”

“I can see that.” Mr Sinster looked around the room. All of the barrels were the same shape, although not all the same size. “The map sent me directly here… perhaps it sent me to you.”

“Me? I doorn’t ‘ave any pyramid… oh.”

“Have you realised that you know where it is?” Mr Sinster’s eyes widened.

“Not really. It in’t a pyramid as such, but it’s me ‘at. Me cone. It’s out there, under th’tarebul. But yer carn’t ‘ave it.”

“Please, dear lady, I must have it. The repercussions aren’t even worth pondering. We must get all items together by Halloween, or else.”

“Or else what? An’ who’s ‘we’?”

“Mrs Sinster and I have been sent on two missions. Well, the same mission but for two different people, one in HR and the other an Angel. One for chaos and one for joy.”

“Doorn’t know what an HR is, but I do know an Angel. Gabriel ‘is name is. Cairm to me the nart before I decided to become Lairdy… never mind.” Gemevere clamped her mouth firmly shut.

“Gabriel is the Angel we are working for. He’s sent us on this mission, to replace HR’s mission, but HR needs us to complete her mission also. It sounds complicated.”

“Naw, it mairks perfeck sense t’me. Jus’ doorn’t believe we’ve both met Gabriel. Oh go on. Yer can ‘ave me cone.”

“Thank you dear lady. Tell me, please, what is your name.” Mr Sinster’s face lit up with a broad smile.

“‘Ave you ‘eard of Lairdy Reverence from your time?”

“Lairdy Reverence?”

“Lairdy.” Gemevere paused and opened and closed her mouth on slow motion. “Lairdeee.” Gemevere exaggerated the second syllable.

“That’s what I’m saying ‘Lairdy'” Mr Sinster felt confused.

“Lay Dee.” Gemevere broke the pronunciation down a little further.

“Oh. Lady Reverence!” Realisation shone out of Mr Sinster’s face. Gemevere’s face now lit up with a smile. “No. Should I have?” Mr Sinster watched the expression vanish from Gemevere’s face.

“No. Not yet.” Gemevere corrected. “But yer will. The Legend o’ Lairdy Reverence will become legendary. Circles’ll be talkin’ about it fer years to come once it’s art there.”

“So you are Lady Reverence then?” Mr Sinster smiled once more.

“I am. But yer can call me Gemevere. Arm Gemevere Inxlsis in this garb. Arm Lairdy Reverence in me other clobber an’ me crown. Oo… me crown’s in’th cone. Ah’ll ‘ave to shove it in me frock!”

Gemevere and Mr Sinster walked over to the table where the other three were still sound asleep. Gemevere reached under the table and retrieved her hat. She pulled off the ribbon and handed the cone part to her new friend. She promptly snatched it back, and with a slight giggle took out the tiara and tucked it into a pocket in the front of her dress. “‘Ear. Teck it before ah chairnge me marnd.”

“Thank…” was all Mr Sinster could say as he touched the hat, before he was engulfed in an orange light and disappeared before Gemevere’s eyes.

“Charmin’!” Gemevere said. She looked at Hempsty and the others around the table, and decided to join them in sleep once more. “With any luck, when Ah wairk up, me cone’ll still be there an’ this would’ve all been a dream.” She used the ribbon from her hat to make the table top a little more comfortable as she settled down to sleep.

Not that there’s any order or timescale or anything sensical about the Sinster’s quest, you can find previous parts in the links below. The next part will be along soon enough!

Part One here.
Part Two here.
Part Three here.
Part Four here.

Epic Mythology: Halloween Special

Mystic K’Sandra peered into her ball
Seeing a figure, red-skinned and tall
Confused and bewildered, head-pecked and flapped
When upon her door a loud knocking rapped

She opened the door to see the red-skinned male
Demon with horns and long swishing tail
“Tell me dear stranger, why do you come”
As she shielded her eyes from the bright midday Sun

“I search for help, some sort of guide
I have travelled far and have travelled wide
Over mountainous lands and through portals galore
When suddenly I found myself outside your door

I search for six items which must be found
I know not the location I know how it sounds
This desperate quest has one month to complete
Or my partner and I will feel the heat”

Mystic K’Sandra welcomed the traveller in
Sensing the urgency of his quest within
“Tell me your name, and I can find you the truth
As befitting an unusual demonic sleuth”

He said “I’m a Kraa demon, with the name of Sinster”
That was enough, his truth had convinced her
To obtain the list of the items he sought
So she took from him the list that he’d brought

She laid out a parchment, ancient and curled,
And scattered tea leaves, which created the world,
Upon which lay spaces with red circular spots
Six of them scattered, not polka dots

“Here are the places of the items you seek
Touch the dots and the parchment will speak
The correct name of the item and actual time
Will enable you in turn for each item to find.”

Mr Sinster thanked K’Sandra for being so kind
Saying “This will save a great deal of time!”
K’Sandra smiled and wished him well as he went
Back through the portal whence Gabriel sent

So, they have their map and that is that. Where next on their quest will we find them at? The next part of the Sinster’s quest will be along soon…!
Part One here.
Part Two here.

Kind of Mystical

Early morning on the Lake. Kind of misty… mystical… mysterious.

Can you see the swirling faces that appear in the water? Look around the reflections of the trees and just under the bird about a third of the way down. Look and watch… the faces will appear!

No? Just me then? OK… can you see the Lady of the Mist, very top right. Clear as day she is… well, her long flowing white gown is, and her arms and one leg. Her head seems to vanish into the mist.

Posted for Becky’s KindaSquares… and it is coming up to Hallowe’en, so why not?!

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Legendary Circles (Halloween Special)

Gerald sat on his chair looking out of the window, almost daydreaming. Beyond the large garden, Eptic Avenue outside was a much more pleasant view than the previous road he overlooked, and his bungalow had a lot more space than his bedsit. With a living room and dining room come kitchen and three bedrooms, not including the dormer bedroom, and a bathroom, not including the en-suite in the master bedroom, he had much more room than he really needed. He’d changed the dormer room into his office, and it was at the front window where he now pondered his next book.

He was still working on his piece about the interactions between the Gods and Goddesses, but decided to leave that for a while, and work on another piece of writing. He’d decided to use two central characters; two demons in fact. One, the male, was red-skinned with stumpy horns poking through his hairline and a long tail. The female had green skin and a gentle-looking face and nature, who tended to be a little accident prone. In fact both demons were prone to more than a couple of mishaps.

His idea was to send these two characters on a quest to find six objects, hidden in various places and times. The characters would find the objects, he wrote, and meet some interestingly different people along the way. Once they found out about the objects, and the means to find them, their true quest would begin.

“A map” he said. “They need an interactive map which will send them to the various places to obtain the artefacts. But how can they get the map? Oh, they’ll just find it. I’ll write that one of them ends up at a place where the map will come so easily, it’s unbelievable. Yes. That’s it.”

He began to write.

The two demons looked at the list of objects they had to find. Unusual, yet somewhat every day objects, but they had no idea where to start looking. They couldn’t search online as they didn’t have a computer, not that they’d know how to use it to begin with. The local internet café had closed down in 2005 so that was no help to any of them, although it now served a nice coffee if they ever ventured in there.

Would demons drink tea or coffee? Oh, these will. Never mind. Carry on.

One of them.

Who? The man.

The man.

I can’t call them the man and the woman. Oh, I can come back to that.

The man looked at the list the woman handed him. “Where do we even begin?” he asked.

The woman replied without speaking.

Replied without speaking. No! That won’t do. Who replies without speaking?

The woman gently smiled and touched the man’s arm. “We’ll find a way. Maybe a portal will open up and swallow one of us, dropping us off at the precise location we need.”

Yes, I like that. A portal. The interactive map can open these portals as well. Yes. The first portal can appear out of the blue. I can come back to how and why it appeared later.

The woman jumped back as a bright orange glow surrounded the man. She fell back into the sofa that was behind her, closing her eyes as she did. When she reopened them, the light and the man had vanished.

“Oh dear!” She said. “What do I do now?”
What indeed? Maybe the next part of the Sinster’s quest will reveal more.
Part One here.