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Chapter #6

The Wrath of the Mother Goddess...

    by: Shelly Vaile Author IconMail Icon
“By all the great hells, what ARE you?!”, you find yourself crying out before you realize what you said. Her face darkened, and you knew that you had erred most heinously.

What did you say to me?” she demanded in a voice that could only be meant for invoking wrath. Before you could muster a pacifying reply, she stepped forward, thrusting her finger at you. “You should not speak to adults that way, young man. What is your name?”

Your mind raced, grasping desperately for the right answer. You feared that by giving her your name, she would use it to invoke a terrible deletion-spell, but to deny the demands of the gods was sacrilege.

“Answer me, young man!” she placed her hand haughtily on her hip and glared at you.

“Gil,” you finally reply.

“Well Gil, your parents would be horrified to hear you speak to me that way and I have half-a-mind to call them right now,” she chastened relentlessly. “Are you one of Brian’s friends?”

Confused, you cautiously raised your eyes to meet her terrible glower and winced, but she would offer no mercy for your transgression. Who was this Brian and was being his friend a blessing or a curse? You decide to hedge your bets.

“Maybe,” you meekly reply. Her eyebrow shot up incredulously and her mouth twisted in a disapproving line.

Maybe?” she mocked. “We’ll see about this.”

She pointed at you again, her red talons glinting in the sun, suggestive of your fate. “You stay right there, Gil.” She commanded, before stepping back into the holy temple and calling out, “BRIAN! Come here!”

Your heart froze. So this Brian was inside. Was it another name for God, or perhaps a lesser minion come to avenge your sin? With a feeling of utter panic, you…
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