“Foreshadowings of some terrible disaster oppress my heart. Ye Gods, avert the omen!” Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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“I should have known a girlfriend visit was too much to hope for. Which sister?”
After a moment’s hesitation, the answer came. “Atropos.”
The apologetic cringe on Iris’ face might have been humorous to Resa if she hadn’t been busy displaying her own exasperated grimace, along with an Olympic eye roll. “Why on earth is the queen of mean writing to me? Clotho was just here last week.”
“It’s more than a note.” Iris retrieved an ornate ebony chest from the little bag tied to her waist. The chest was actually bigger than the satchel she pulled it from. Gotta love fae magical bags.
Indulging in a hefty sigh, Resa took possession of the chest. Reluctance swept over her, and she wanted to put off the unavoidable lambasting from her eldest half sibling. “You have time for a cup of tea?”
“Just. The next missive has to be delivered with the final rays of sunrise.”
“Ugh. Sounds like something momentous. I remember you dislike the ones with time constraints.”
“Yeah, but not as much as I used to. I realized they give me a chance to show off my organizational skills.” Iris’ smile could vie with the sunrise.
Resa squeezed her shoulder. “Good point. Come on in. I haven’t seen you in forever.” She set the chest down on the counter and pushed the button on the instant brew machine, while Iris situated herself on a barstool. Selecting tea bags and mugs came next.
In a couple of minutes Iris took a tentative sip from a mug that said “Too Hot to Handle.”
“Hit the spot?”
“It’s perfect.” Her friend touched her lips to the rim again. “Earl Grey?”
“Lady.” Resa breathed in the delectable scent of bergamot and then swirled a finger along the handle in a lazy figure eight. Her glance slid to the ebony chest. “Iris, what’s it like down there right now? What exactly is going on?”
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Flossie Benton Rogers, Conjuring the Magic with Paranormal Fantasy Romance
A nice girlfriend chat with leading up to an ominous message I’m sure. I love the magical fae bag! Wow, I could really use one of those. 🙂
That would be my dream bag too, Mae– bigger inside than out:)
I hope when I visit Iris she has Earl Gray tea. If not, some coffee. Can her ebony chest perform some magic, like Aladdin lamp?
There’s always Earl Grey here waiting for you, Carmen! Hmmm, we’ll have to see about the ebony chest.
Intriguing snippet. I love the Girls chat and the ending was a nice hook I want more!
I’m also glad Iris came to visit her and they got a short time to chat. Thanks, Cathy.
What an intriguing excerpt!
I’m glad you liked it, Vicki!
Great way to pull someone into the story. love the fae bag. bet whatever’s in that chest isn’t good. Great job.
Thanks, Susanne! I would love to have one of those fae bags.
I want a fae bag, too!! AND I love what the mug said. Great snippet. Jillian
Thank you, Jillian:) !
Great snippet. I love how you worked the prompt in.
It’s fun working in the prompts, isn’t it, Trisha?