May…wonderful time to… (Tales from the SSC&B)

{ Denise gracefully hosts Six Sentence Stories; where writers unleash their magic under one simple rule: in no more or no less than 6 sentences.
This week’s prompt word is : CONFETTI
This is a continuation of  Become  and after Clark’s  scene}

# I (Nick) looked at Denise, smiled to each other without moving a muscle in our faces, as I said to the Sophomore: ” Young dude, trust me when I say you’d be better off explaining what happened to Mimi, Chris and Jenne (or her tomahawk).
Greeted the Bartender with a hongi as I whispered : ” I have to go D; Ford & Annfred will soon call and I have to decide if I become or not…”
As I stepped out of the SSC&B confetti danced on the floor behind me; F’n thing sticks everywhere like an euhiradinea from hell…#

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May…wonderful time to…

” Gatekeeper, to protect her you must become what howls inside…” her last words were ringing in my head as I was sitting in a darkened room; She has an impressive timeline (understatement of the year) and, in what some may perceive as a sign of weakness, She accounted some of it one Saturday morning not long ago – She started on…
May 540 BC, when Hale-Bopp could be seen at the evening sky, a child was born in Sparta named Leonidas and the last words of Penthesilea to Achilles still echo…

…May 57 AD, at the island of Anglesey (or Mona as it was named at the time) as She walks at Llanfairpwllgwyngyll among the infernal sea of corpses under the banner and by orders of general Suetonius Paulinus :”the Druids must be erased from the face of this earth”; and they were, with the efficacy future empires would also exhibit again and again and again…

…May 26th 1637 AD, her face blackened by the smoke of the fires burning the Pequots near Mystic river at Connecticut as the Puritan militia and enlisted tribes set ablaze the fortified village killing more than 500 Pequots, mainly children, women and elders…

…May 1693 AD, She was at the back seats of the courtroom in Salem, Massachusetts  as the guards prepared the gallows for the nineteen women and men; the faces of the local magistrates painted red from the defiant cry of Giles Corey “more weight“…

…May 1822 AD, more than 52,000 Hellenes of Chios island were butchered by the Turkish troops creating rivers of blood, not metaphorically, inside the city –  She was standing motionless at a rock by the Aegean sea & Victor Hugo wrote of her sightings, depicting her as a child:
“Que veux-tu ? fleur, beau fruit, ou l’oiseau merveilleux ? (“What would you like? Flowers, fruits, marvelous birds?)
– Ami, dit l’enfant grec, dit l’enfant aux yeux bleus, ( Friend, replies the greek child with the clear blue eyes)
Je veux de la poudre et des balles.” ( I want some gun powder and bullets)…

...May 2022 AD … As I start the Incantation my reply to She floats unuttered…Let it be.

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