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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 10: Post 108 1191, Nicosia, Cyprus

#Wss366 skate #TimeTravelAuthors 06/5. A relationship you love in your story

I followed Emily’s gaze across the shrine’s courtyard to the priest who was now approaching. I dematerialized the mask. The Coptic robes were going to be problematic enough without the mask adding complications. I might have #skated by fooling Byzantine Christians, but these were real Copts.

The man stopped a few paces away and examined me. Then, in barbarous French, he said, “Come, she awaits you.”

“Who is ‘she?’” Emily asked.

I didn’t answer, of course. Not only didn’t I know, but the priest was too close not to have noticed me speaking.

He led me to a room off to the side of the courtyard. At a glance, I could tell it wasn’t the main shrine. Instead of an altar, icons decorated the bare walls. Their lamps shed a faint light over the chamber, scenting the air. Cowled figures rose from where they sat around a table.

I recognized the bodyguards who had accompanied us earlier. Their scowls remained unchanged. To them, I was still an outsider. There were two other people present: a priest in finer vestments and our original guide. Her (And I do mean her) cowl was thrown back, revealing the face of an Egyptian woman with dark hair and darker eyes.

“Two can play at that game,” Emily said. “But she does a better job.”

As much as I like Emily, it wasn’t the place for that. Had she forgotten that our guide could see and probably hear her?

“I bid you welcome, travelers. I am Georgina of Alexandria,” the woman said. “Will you sit and refresh yourselves? You are safe here, and we have much to discuss. The Illuminated Ones are meeting tomorrow, so we have little time.”

#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Slowburn #Yuri

#TimeTravelingGhost EP 10: Post 108 1191, Nicosia, Cyprus

#Wss366 skate #TimeTravelAuthors 06/5. A relationship you love in your story

I followed Emily’s gaze across the shrine’s courtyard to the priest who was now approaching. I dematerialized the mask. The Coptic robes were going to be problematic enough without the mask adding complications. I might have #skated by fooling Byzantine Christians, but these were real Copts.

The man stopped a few paces away and examined me. Then, in barbarous French, he said, “Come, she awaits you.”

“Who is ‘she?’” Emily asked.

I didn’t answer, of course. Not only didn’t I know, but the priest was too close not to have noticed me speaking.

He led me to a room off to the side of the courtyard. At a glance, I could tell it wasn’t the main shrine. Instead of an altar, icons decorated the bare walls. Their lamps shed a faint light over the chamber, scenting the air. Cowled figures rose from where they sat around a table.

I recognized the bodyguards who had accompanied us earlier. Their scowls remained unchanged. To them, I was still an outsider. There were two other people present: a priest in finer vestments and our original guide. Her (And I do mean her) cowl was thrown back, revealing the face of an Egyptian woman with dark hair and darker eyes.

“Two can play at that game,” Emily said. “But she does a better job.”

As much as I like Emily, it wasn’t the place for that. Had she forgotten that our guide could see and probably hear her?

“I bid you welcome, travelers. I am Georgina of Alexandria,” the woman said. “Will you sit and refresh yourselves? You are safe here, and we have much to discuss. The Illuminated Ones are meeting tomorrow, so we have little time.”

#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Slowburn #Yuri