Celtic Viking by Lexy Timms

Author:Lexy Timms [Timms, Lexy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781511704397
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Publisher: Createspace
Published: 2015-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

The door to the small house hung open, creaking against the push of the wind, as Linzi approached. The scribbling on the sign out front giving credence to an apothecary living there. She knew how to read, her mother had taught her long ago. She stopped at the opening to the home and leaned in, the darkness almost blinding as her eyes narrowed. "Oye! Is anyone here?"

A hacking cough made Linzi jump. "Come in, child. Leave the bread and cheese on the table when you enter."

Linzi touched the bag hanging limp to her side, her offering concealed and yet the woman had spoken truth she could not know. Chill bumps covered Linzi's arms and legs as she stiffened, the room void of movement or noise. She stood just inside the door, her eyes finally focusing on her surroundings. A small array of candles lit up the room from the back wall, the place not hosting one window. Rows of shelves lined with dried herbs, trinkets and other strange things in small jars that Linzi refused to let her eyes linger upon.

She pulled her bag from her shoulder and crept cautiously toward the small table, pulling out the bread and cheese and laying them down upon it. Unwrapping the items, Linzi held up the small towels which covered the food moments before and turned toward the woman. "Would you like me to leave the cloth or might I take it back to my mother?"

"Yer Mum ‘as none the need, but you may take them, lass."

Linzi turned around, her questions all answered as to the power of the witch-doctor who sat a few feet from her. The old woman with her grey and white hair pulled into a tight knot, stared fixedly on Linzi, her wrinkles showing many years of being in the sun.

"Sit." She pointed to the small table before her and Linzi moved as instructed, her hands dropping to her lap and fidgeting as fear rushed through her. She needed medicine, nothing more. To be in the presence of someone who could only see what belonged to God was an abomination. She bit at her lip, trying to look the woman in the face and not quite able to keep eye contact.

The woman waved her hand. "I'll get ye the medication yer looking for. Yer father will regain ’is health wit’ four pills, nothing less… nothing more, or ’e will not." She stood stooped, not much taller than when she had been sitting.

Linzi gave her a simple nod, her eyes jerking around the space as the woman moved painfully slow around the small room.

It wasn't but a few minutes later the old woman stood before her, hand extended to Linzi. “Take it! It’ll not bitechya.”

Linzi stood, thankful to be on her way without having to linger in the strange smelling, creepy cottage. She reached out, her palm open for the health being offered.

The woman reached out and grabbed Linzi's wrist, holding her grasp tightly with one hand and dropping four large white pills into her open palm with the other.

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