We Call Thee

By Jerome Brooke

A circle of skyclad women meet on a deserted beach. In the chill of the night they circle a fire, chanting. They call on the power of the Goddess of the Moon. They embrace a man who they honor in their coven. They warm him momentarily with their naked forms. The time is the present. Morgana leads the coven of Wise Women - with her brother Clay at her side. Clay has psychic powers, and is a famed medium. However, Estelle becomes his lover. She comes to displace Morgana and draw him away from her dark power (and the erotic rites of the Sisterhood). Estelle visits Pompeii with Clay. There he slips into the past and hears the words of those lost when the city was destroyed. On their return Clay also senses danger for Estelle from the forces of evil.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jerome Brooke
• Release date: Feb 13, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301942558

Jerome Brooke

GoodSamaritan Press Chonburi, Thailand Publisher - Jerome Brooke was born in Evansville, Indiana. He nowlives in the Kingdom of Siam. He has written Our Lady of Silk and many other books. His work has recently been published in a number of journals, including World of Myth – Welcome to Wherever - Indigo – Candidum - MelBrake Press blog - First Literary Review - Ides of March - Conceit - Pink Mouse - and Mirror Dance. Islespoetrylibrary.4mg.com Jeromevbrooke.wordpress.com Poemhunter.com/Jerome-brooke Poetryoftheisles.blogspot.com Myspace.com/jeromevbrooke

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We Call Thee

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We Call Thee

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Hear us, Selena, Goddess of the Moon, intoned Morgana, as she raised her firebrand into the night air.

Your daughters call thee! was the response from the sisters of the coven. The skyclad women circled the fire burning on the deserted beach. The sky was lit by a distant flash of lightning. The