The Spell – A Five Sentence Flash Fiction

The Spell - A Five Sentence Flash Fiction

She made the offering with gentleness and care, honoring the path of her ancestors, while softly murmuring a prayer, I could not understand.
Floating, her bare feet seemingly not touching the soft grass of the large yard, she was somewhere else, not only in spirit, but also in body.
Her soft, long hair weaved back and forth in the warm breeze, then she froze, smiled and open her eyes, looking directly at me, with such suddenness that it startled me.
Nodding at my puzzlement, her smile deepened, as she said clearly, the first words of her’s I actually understood: “So Mote It Be!”

Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2015

This post was based on this weeks Five Sentence Flash Fiction Prompt “Offering”.