"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph," breathed Doctor Miller. They were gathered in a little knot at the entrance of a high-ceilinged hall; at its far end, a dais upon which two silent figures sat on two ornate black thrones, and below the dais, three seats, where the grim judges waited.
"Wrong pantheon, I'm afraid," said Jack. "These folk have been around
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"There will be white wings ere long, on a dark horizon. I have seen her, there…"
White wings, eh? *raises eyebrows*
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White wings, eh? *raises eyebrows*
Hmm, what could he possibly mean by that? *g*
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colorless flowers that glowed slightly in the gloom
You know your Vergil, don't you! *g*
"Keep a weather eye, Sparrow," he said, under his breath, so that Jack had to lean forward to catch all the words. "There will be white wings ere long, on a dark horizon. I have seen her, there…"
Put a lump in my throat. Elizabeth is coming....
On the left-hand side, his pale Queen, leaning her chin in her small white hand, remote and lovely as a late flower perfectly preserved by the first frost of winter. They looked…bored, Jack realized.
Wonderful description!
I imagine Jack can liven things up! He's got the Dionysian archetype about him, and there's always a connection between Dionysus and Persephone.
I can't wait!
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Exactly. I love that you picked up on that, because it crossed my mind in the writing but never actually made it onto the page.
Thank you!
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Lovely and erudite and so Jack, every word of it.
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"That's exactly what I don't like about them," shuddered Sandy. Poor Sandy. I really like Jack's little band of pirates :-)
"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph," breathed Doctor Miller.
"Wrong pantheon, I'm afraid," said Jack. *nods* Yes, definitely. It's so much fun with all these mythological references.
Now, I wonder how the two of them are going to react to Jack... *hurries over to read*
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I couldn't resist the "wrong pantheon" bit. It was too fun to have Jack say the pagans were right. :-)
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