The Red Queen, Revisited

Ecrits Blogophilia Week 30.16 – When Crossing Time
Hard Bonus: Include the phrase “two wrongs don’t make a right”
Easy Bonus: Say a prayer (or use the word prayer)

The Red Queen opened her eyes, far removed from her Bothy by miles and centuries.
She could smell smoke and oppression, darkness and lies.
Had she crossed time again? This was not the plan.

“Robert?” “Robert? are you here, in this fog?”
“I’m here,” he held out his hand, “and so are the others. Don’t worry you are just holding space between…”

“Between the time beyond before?” she whispered.

“Yes.” he pulled her up from the ashes, and told her to look at the Moon.
The Moon was Orange and surrounded by planets, all of the planets.
“Is this real?” she said.

“Very real,” answered a disembodied voice, a voice she knew well.
“Hold your light Dear, we will get you back on the path.”

The Red Queen, put her hand to her heart and felt it beating fast, when she drew her hand away the warm light followed in a stream, a stream that grew and spread to the others.

“How did I get so lost?” she wondered
“You were never lost,” Robert interjected, “You merely followed the wrong directions. You know two wrongs don’t make a right.”

She laughed, “Was I suppose to go left?”
“Up down or sideways, it is of no matter, for you are here. And here is all that matters.”
“From here we go forward?”

There was no answer just a change of scene.
Now she was in her familiar forest again. Scotland, but it was gloomy and in her hand a lantern that held a tiny shimmering flicker of something she could barely remember.
Out loud she said words, not a spell nor a prayer, just words that meant something to everything.
“I am the light, I am all that is. I am Divinity and truth.”

and the world around her began to shift…

Fog cleared, branches melted into taller trees with foliage that glowed, and a sunrise the color of flames. Her light rising up into more light, sparking ancient wisdom and the birth of something entirely new.

The End…I mean …The Beginning.

Written By Christine Wichman c. January 19, 2024

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