Another busy day. Carol’s sister was here a good part of it and you have focused on family and personal matters rather than writing on the novel. You did finish scene two. Post it. Tomorrow, off to Cleveland and practical practice in grand-parenting for a few days.
Scene 2
Visualize the perfect form of a full size exterior model of the Roman Coliseum and multiply its size one thousand times and reduce the size of an average human being a thousand fold. Once you have the ratios in mind consider the model to be the home of Zeus on the fabled Olympus, with you the reader observing the home from the distance of ten miles.
Zeus is sitting at the top of the outer wall facing both Hades and Earth. He watches the Three Sisters walking along the top towards him. As they grow closer he realizes they have been rendered the same physical-like size as himself in keeping with an ancient Greek perspective.
Not a waster of words, Zeus asks the three-becoming-one, “Why did you take a piece of golden strand from the sky’s navel?”
Necessity-in-Clotho responded, “To cast the die.”
Necessity-in Lacheis added, “It was rolled for the sowing.”
And, Necessity-in-Atropos sang, “The Dead must grow from what the Living hoe. The Living must reap what the Dead will sow.” She continued to sing as the trio she is, an eclipse inside out and tossed about as a dark wind blowing between the branches, a vertical clef between nothing less and nothing more.
The great Greek god king blinked, seemingly unaware, while the three grand dames in fortune flew to Necessity’s high lair.
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