Folk'd Up Beyond All Recognition (FUBAR) by Donaghy Laurence

Author:Donaghy, Laurence [Donaghy, Laurence]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Last Passage
Published: 2012-12-14T05:00:00+00:00

“Yes.”

The excitement of the children was snuffed out in a moment. “Why, Ma? Why?” Glon asked.

It was Caderyn who answered. “Because I’m just a man, son. You’re like your mother. Or enough like her and her people anyway. They wouldn’t have me where they live.

“You wouldn’t survive there,” the Morrigan said. She couldn’t meet her husband’s eyes. The baby began to fuss, so she took little Coscar from his arms and shushed him, and for a few moments no-one moved or spoke until the baby was silent again.

“What do you want?” he asked her. “Who do you want to be?”

She looked at him and she smiled.

“I’m Regan,” she said. “Your wife. Now and for always.”

With that, she kissed him and passed him little Coscar. This done, she patted her two boys on the head and looked at them with what seemed to be an apology on her face, before she turned to Bres.

“I’ve made my choice,” she said. “Now go.”

Danny half expected the Tuatha King to throw a tantrum or order his warriors to attack. He was steeling himself for the massacre that would ensue if he did so, and preparing himself for trying to put some distance between he and his guide, to try and wish himself into existence here. Much as she was reluctant for him to meddle with events here, he wasn’t going to stand by and witness another bloodbath without doing something, even if all he managed was one solid hit on that smug bastard’s nose before he was cleaved in two…

Bres only nodded.

“Your heritage will take nine days to fade,” he said shortly, beckoning for his horse to be brought to him and hopping lightly onto its broad back with a deftness of athleticism a human could never have hoped to match, “you have that amount of time to come to your senses.”

“I already have.”

“We shall see,” he said. “You would have been welcome back in my Halls, Morrigan. I can only hope there is still a welcome for you here…among your chosen people.”

At a signal and with a cry, he and the rest of the Tuatha rode off, hooves thundering into the distance. It took several minutes before they passed into the shade of the surrounding trees and village in the clearing – or what remained of it - was again free from outsiders.

All save one, it seemed.

Already Danny could see the looks. As the survivors scattered, some to weep over fallen relatives and friends, some simply to retreat to their homes and shiver, no one came within twenty feet of the Morrigan and her family, and those who came closest outside of that radius looked at her with such suspicion and fear, bordering on hostility, that Bres’ words made sharp and cruel sense.

All alone in the crowd, the Morrigan and her family walked to their home.

He looked at his companion with a heavy heart. “It’s not as simple as that, is it,” he asked. “Not as simple as making the good choice and living happily ever after with it.

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