This year seems to be passing so incredibly quickly. I think it’s partially due to that fact that I’m already 8 weeks into semester whereas back home, this would be the first week back. Which is insane. Despite essays dealines looming, or perhaps because of them, I actually wrote quite a bit of SSHK this week. When I planned out my week on Sunday night, I had the vague requirement of writing 800 words of it. I think I wrote all that on Monday night and as of last night, I’m onto Chapter Two (according to the plan I wrote up a few weeks ago). The word count for my essay is looking a lot less healthy…
As today is the 4th (and each entry must relate in some way to the date), here in an excerpt from scene 4. Introducing a new character, Maisha, though you may remember the name from an earlier snippet.
The context: She returns home at dawn from a heavy night of drinking and canoodling with her boyf, feeling pretty much on top of the world and completely off her guard. She arrives home to a surprise.
Maisha looked the woman up and down, from her polished boots to the thick auburn hair framing her face. She was shorter than Maisha but then, most people were.
“Maisha,” the woman said, “I am Jahinda, priestess of Memset, and a Finder.”
Maisha furrowed her brows. There was something significant about this. She could tell from the expressions of the others in the room but she couldn’t think through the alcohol fog to remember what it was. “Are you recruiting me to the priesthood?” she asked, then laughed at the ridiculous of the notion. She regarded the gods the same way she regarded the suns ability to stay suspended in the sky – mostly certain but with a healthy dose of suspicion.
The woman, Jahinda, smiled, “No, Maisha. The Sacred Flame of Deshral has chosen you to become one of the Four who rule Erelda, the Soldier.”
Maisha looked to her father and back to the priestess, “No, I’m not.”