Marked IX: Mothers and daughters, a legacy

Your father said a prayer to the Goddess and then made preparations for himself. During your initiation period, your father took a trip. He went to your mother. Marked VIII (link)


When I thought I could stand no more, she tells me my father went to my mother! I thought a blood vessel would rupture in my head. I try to keep my voice steady this time.

“He went to my mother? Where?”

“Does it matter where? The point is he went to her, and this time it was about you.”

“This time?”

“Are you a parrot or a jackass?”

I can't fire back. I'm spent. It has been a long day. And as far as I can see, this series of events has only been ominous. Matron sent me out here for what I thought was an excerise toward Enlightenment. Instead it is nothing but shadows and heaviness and more loss.

“Erronne”

I look up.

“I realize this has been hard for you. No girl your age could take it in better than you have, but we have a great deal to accomplish and don't laugh, but we don't have a lot of time. We'll stop for now. It's late.”

“What about checking the perimeter?”

“How long have you lived in Terra Heaven, Erronne? How well do you know this land? Have you ever found your way here before? No. That's because it's only visible to you- TicToc. There are rooms off the main corridor where we met. Choose one. Get some rest.”

I turn to leave. Then I realize.

“I don't know your name.”

“My name is Arrick. I am Sitaa Matron's mother. She asked for my help and here I am.”

“Her mother? Yes. Erronne, I am her mother. I am TicToc as I told you. It is late. Good-night.”

“Good-night, Arrick.” My head is reeling. Tomorrow will be splendid.





Erronne, a young sister in the Order learns she is TicToc. She is sent off to the woods where she meets an unexpected mentor. Read more in the fiction tab. Each installment runs 300-450 words. Thank you for reading.

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