Monday 13 January 2020

The chosen one?

Lauren felt a push from the robed man.

"What"

She shouted, then went with it, she spun into a robed woman, the woman looked into Lauren's eyes with a deep love and sincerity. Lauren was pushed again and into a large man who gave Lauren a bear hug. Chants became louder, the words were simple but the tune was odd, it was in a minor key and alien to Lauren.

"We love all in "Hatefield, we love everyone."

The tune was hypnotising. Lauren stopped noticing her wreaked trainers and  wet jeans and felt dazed, she felt ecstatic and anxious at the same time. The slate grey sky seemed to turn lavender and she could smell mud, it smelt comforting.

Lauren tried to stop spinning so she could think, she was picked up and sent into the dance again.

"Will you stop a minute, I might be sick....."

The song changed.

"The beautiful one won't be sick, she has powers now."

"Just stop it, I need to go home, mum wants me home for tea."

The whole group started laughing.

"But we love you."

The spinning got faster and faster, the sky became brighter and then the sun burst through and the day felt like spring.

"You've spiked me, my sister warned me about this, I need to go home, like now, it's not sunny, it's December."

The song changed again

"She doesn't know she has power, she is special, she is the one."

The sun became hotter.

"The one what?"

Asked Lauren. She began  to enjoy the unseasonal heat, maybe she was special.