Today’s post is a short short I wrote for Elspet’s birthday last Friday June 21st. She was 864 years old. It doesn’t appear in the Witches of Fawsetwood nor the Priestess of Heppeshaw, though it is contemporaneous with both. A Woman’s Vision I idolized my mother. She was the greatest priestess of Heppeshaw, though I was never allowed to watch her create magic or ritual. Still, I knew from all the others she was the best and that made me proud. I wanted to be the best like her, at everything, but she would not teach me magic. I learned some from Margot who was bailiff at Fawsetwood Cottage and other bits from my best friend Alain who was apprenticed to both Margot and Andrew, our most powerful priest.
What a marvelous scene!