Forest of Whispers
“I should know that word, but I don’t. I am almost afraid to ask. There’s a heavy stirring inside me. My mother is near, and something snaps into place. Her whisper, hidden and lodged inside me, becomes a breath, a deep exhale that leaps from its resting place. It doesn’t lash out. It doesn’t will me to do anything unspeakable. It too is silent, watching and waiting. Calm.
His hand turns the page where a colorful family crest has been painted across the creamy parchment, and he lays the rune clo...th next to it. “The coat of arms was reinvented some time ago to be different from the original,” the Electorate tells me. “As you can see here, the stitches are almost the same.”
“Why?” I ask softly. “Why was it changed?”
“My guess is to protect you.” When he looks at me, he doesn’t seem so frightening any more. He points to the map. “This is your family’s home.”
“I have a family?”
The two men exchange solemn looks, and then the Electorate shakes his head.MoreLess
His hand turns the page where a colorful family crest has been painted across the creamy parchment, and he lays the rune clo...th next to it. “The coat of arms was reinvented some time ago to be different from the original,” the Electorate tells me. “As you can see here, the stitches are almost the same.”
“Why?” I ask softly. “Why was it changed?”
“My guess is to protect you.” When he looks at me, he doesn’t seem so frightening any more. He points to the map. “This is your family’s home.”
“I have a family?”
The two men exchange solemn looks, and then the Electorate shakes his head.MoreLess
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