Ghost's Sight by Morwen Navarre

Author:Morwen Navarre [Navarre, Morwen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Torquere Press
Published: 2013-08-25T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Ghost wandered out into the yard, looking up at the moon as it gilded the world pure silver. The peridot spiral in his forehead hummed as he reached up to trace it with a finger, feeling a pressure behind his eyes that had the hallmark of the Seeker, sending a dream of her own on the waves of the Sea.

“Not now,” Ghost muttered under his breath. He crouched to drag his finger through the loose soil of the path, tracing the marks of the Eight.

“The Father, he protects us, and the Lady, she guides us. The Hunter, he guards us, and the Farmer, she nurtures us. The Sea, he gives dreams, and the Moon, she gives love. The Seeker, she walks alone, for the End hides above.” Ghost looked up at the moon, smiling a little. “Is that it? I have to recite a child’s rhyme to figure it out?”

Like the Witch, Ghost looked to the Seeker, who held the hidden lore, and who held back her dread mate, but tonight seemed to belong to the Moon and her silver lover’s light. The stories said that the Lady would use the Moon’s light to guide people to their true loves, although Ghost had never thought about it before he met Gerry.

Ghost smiled even more, still feeling the pressure behind his eyes but not fearing it anymore. The path that led away from the Witch’s home toward the village was illuminated by the moon’s light. At the end of every path was a destination, the Witch said. The question was always whether or not it was where you wanted to be. And now the Moon shone her lover’s light on the path.

It could only be Gerry that waited, since Ghost hardly had a line of lovers to think about. It was exhilarating, the feeling that he was wanted, maybe even loved. Ghost knew sleep was not going to come for him tonight, even if he brewed a cup of chamomile tea.

Ghost thought about the conversation with Gerry this morning, and the way they had touched at dawn. Gerry had promised to come back, had made Ghost promise to wait, but Ghost wondered if it would be so wrong for him to seek Gerry out, as the Eight seemed to want. Gerry wanted to see him again, wanted a next time, and a time after that. Ghost’s heart did that silly thing again, skipping a beat and then thumping hard in his chest. For the first time, he wanted someone to talk to, someone with whom to share this feeling.

The Witch was already asleep, though, and Ghost did not fancy the idea of waking her. He looked up at the moon one more time. It was bright enough to see his way to the village. Although Ghost had always avoided the place, he would have to get used to living among the bustle of many people. Gerry needed to be in the village if Gerry was going to keep working with Mother.

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