Today is January 29, 2014.
- Today’s math: (9-2=7). I took the date, the 29th, and subtracted the 2 from the 9.
- Today’s WIPpet is 7 sentences.
Henry and Tisira have a bit of a fan club amongst the #WIPpeteers, so we’ll stay withTrueborn Weft series fantasy WIP, Chameleon’s Dish– at least until we get to a place where sharing might give too much away.
We rejoin Tisira in the heavens – yes, literally!
Nockatee leapt and caught at the riggings, delighted that Henry had found them these jobs as errand-boys at the Globe – Shakespeare’s own theatre. She had become a part of the heavens, and now hung upside down, in Lynxform. No one below would see more than a shadow up under the thatched roofing,and talons and tail provided better purchase on the hemp ropes.
Henry peered up past the three tiers of seating, frowning at her being so far up, although he’d seen her do it every day for the last two months.In his mind, each time he knew she was in the heavens,was the memory of having found her crumpled and broken on the forest floor,terrified that the fall had killed her.
His face was worry-pinched as he squinted against the light, and his mind was full of all the things that might happen, the terror that she would fall again, and what the hard-packed earth of the floor would do to her body.
Sighing, she Changed, then slipped and dropped until she landed lightly beside him, her heart giving a little thrilled hop as his hand darted out to catch at hers.
Nockatee is finding her place in this new life – but will Henry be able to accept it? Will she be able to balance her nature and her young husband’s fears for her? And are those fears justified?
Come back next week to find out…!
Here’s a song (hopefully not prophetic) for the girl who loves the heavens, and the boy who loves her.