There Is A Land (A Libète Limyè Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
You must beat the drum to hear its sound. She is tugged from shadow into firelight by a tense hand. Escorted to the flames at the heart of the circle, she wonders if she’ll be cast inside. The fear climbs her throat and makes her choke. She channels the feelings, swallows them, forces them down into the pit of her clenched stomach. The memory of the small girl casting away the chaloskas comes to her: I’m not afraid of you! You’re just human beings! She breathes deep, feels the folded page in her skirt’s waistband, and breathes again. The invitation. I was summoned, she reminds herself. She takes the fear, makes it do her bidding. You all have the benefit of masks. I might as well take mine off. Libète pulls off Sophia’s timidity–her brow tightens. She unfastens Sophia’s suffocating deference–her fingers become fists. Libète is Libète: all gristle, all coiled rage, and fury. She rips her escort’s hand from her shoulder, and he raises it as if to hit her. She sneers, daring him.
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