Fiction: Waiting For The Night

Since I’m in the mood for posting fiction, I thought I’d finally get around to posting the short story I submitted to Askei Kataskei months ago. I always meant to post it here after AK had come out, but with everything else going on in my life, that sort of didn’t happen. So here, have some more Hekate fic.

This was written for the March creative project, in which we were asked to write a short story choosing one of four scenarios/prompts. I chose the last, which included an opening line (“We will never know what is on the mind of the Goddess Hekate”), and another line (“she tied her red cord from her Covenant of Hekate devotion around her ankle, lit the red candle, recited her hymn and began the ritual as planned”), which we had to include somewhere else in the text. Length was limited to 4 pages, which I just managed to hit.

I don’t know where this world is, or what else might happen here, but maybe I’ll play around with it some more. I met some interesting characters here.


“We will never know what is on the mind of the Goddess Hekate,” the Oracle intoned. “Even I, Her Oracle, sees nothing. She reveals nothing of Her mind to me. All I see are Her visions for us.”

“And what do you see?”

The Oracle closed Their eyes, and stirred a finger through the waters in the cauldron, chanting under Their breath. “I see two roads. One leads into the desert. The other leads into the ocean.”

“Does She indicate which we should take?”

The Oracle raised a finger, asking for silence. More incense was thrown on the fire, and a libation of wine poured into the earth. “The red cord will guide us. That is all She says.”

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Fiction: Fingerprints

In which, fic for a song that is basically all Hekate’s fault. Written for the Spook Me 2016 Hallowe’en Ficathon. The fic itself is inspired by ‘Fingerprints’, but as I’ve listened to nothing but Sparkadia for the past three months or so, the backstory is drawn from a bunch of their other songs as well; it’s arguably got more from ‘The Great Impression’ than ‘Postcards’, but both albums are there to a certain degree. Written from Hekate’s POV, speaking to the protagonist, who is intersex and genderfluid. -text- is protag’s thoughts, because italics was taken. This is where this year’s NaNo is going to jump off from.

Prompts used: Ghost (creature prompt), image prompt 1, image prompt 2

Word Count Number Sequence: A073240 – Decimal expansion of (1/Pi)^(1/Pi) (x10, to get usable word counts) (because I am a nerd). 0s are treated as new lines/scene breaks, though I couldn’t quite get them to translate as well on WP as I could get them to translate on AO3. Boo

Summary: Someone once told you that Hekate is the catalyst for stripping your life of all the things you should’ve dealt with by now, whether you’ve asked her to or not. You didn’t believe them until it happened to you, when you were trying to run from a mess only partly of your own making, and I decided it was time for you to face your demons at last and chase away the ghosts you can’t seem to banish from your life.

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T is for Telling Stories

In some ways, I feel this is an odd thing to write about, as it isn’t something I do very often. I’m not just talking about mythology, either. I’m talking about new stories, mythological fanfiction, if you will. Because I feel it’s something I should do, in the sense of making new stories and making old stories more approachable. That, and Sobek hasn’t got a lot of mythology about Him, and I’d like to rectify that.

And now I feel really pompous for saying that, but I feel like it’s such a natural thing to do, to tell stories about the Gods to show what They’re like. That’s pretty much what mythology is.

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Box Shrines Update

They’re not done yet, but most of the main decoratoring is done. I just need to add names/hieroglyphs/etc.

One is for Amun, as promised, and the other was claimed by Wesir. I hadn’t planned to make Him one, but He kept niggling about wanting a shrine, and I kept saying I had no more room for shrines, so He claimed my second box instead.

They’re painted with bog standard acrylic craft paint, and I Mod Podged the paper on afterwards. I’m still pondering top coats/sealers/whatever else I want to do to them before I finish them properly.

Photos after the cut.

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