Monday, November 24, 2014

Limori : Book Three Post # 23

I made this basket years ago...long before writing took over my life. I noticed it this morning high on a shelf, and started thinking about Sadima, her childhood, her weaving, her easy connections with animals and her love for everything alive. Then Franklin had found her that long ago day when he was looking for children Somiss wanted to observe. I wish I could go back there now and when she started down the dirt road to go to Limori, I wish could catch her hand and talk her out of it.  But I can't. Not now. 

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Limori: Book Three Post # 21

This is a plant I have had for so long that I can't remember what it is called.  

What I love about it is that it doesn't LOOK like a plant.  It looks like a sea shell.

I showed it to Sadima and she nodded. Then she sighed and I held her hand. So 

much of her life has been guided by other people's decisions. But not this time. 

Not now. 

Monday, November 17, 2014

Limori: Book Three Post # 20

Limori: Book Three Post # 20

Thorns.  The universal language used by people in every place on the planet for centuries untold. Where there are thorn hedges, there are secrets. And where there are secrets there are reasons for  those secrets. Somiss knows that..He is the only one who really understands it.

These thorns are mine. I planted them and now I fight to keep them in bounds. They are winning.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

Limori: Book Three Post # 19

In Limori, the boys in the cliffs and Sadima are all scared tonight, and so am I. The gap between the centuries is closing. .... slowly, but it is closing.....and I am not sure what that means ...   

Thursday, November 06, 2014

Limori: Book Three Post # 18

Both Sadima and Hahp are sitting in the dark far away from each other. They have never met but they are both afraid of the magicians.

The boys are still inside the cliffs and have been there so long they are starting to wonder if any of their parents are still alive.

Sadima is hundreds of years old now and afraid that the Eridians and Thomas Marsham will hate her for bringing magic into their lives.

...........I wonder all of that, too....and now I will get back to Limori.