Her hair had been turned blood red too.ĭurga's group had made it off planet to Vacation Station. She didn't want to believe, but she'd seen the goddess with her own eyes. Just like the enviros who spouted crap about defending the earth while they set off dirty bombs near power plants and hydro dams.Ĭhar believed. The religios used sacred texts to justify their lust for power and control while they conveniently ignored the parts about love and forgiveness and caring for their fellow human beings. Even when the black widow spider tattoo appeared on her shoulder. Even when her hair turned blood red for no apparent reason. Over three hundred people lived at the school, and only the matriarch and these girls had believed Durga.Įveryone else had thought the little girl was insane when she said a goddess had told her to go. They had been living in a boarding school outside Mexico City when the goddess Asherah commanded ten-year-old Durga to flee. She ran into Durga and the other girls crossing the courtyard with their chaperone, the old woman they called the matriarch. Char sent Jake ahead with the blanket to get a spot for them on the sand while she went back for the jug of coffee she'd forgotten. It was the best place to see the dazzling light show. Last night the beach had been crowded with people from the compound at Corcovado. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author.Īt night everybody went out to watch the world fall down. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.Īll Rights Are Reserved. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Cover art by Nathalie Suellen, Lady Symphonia
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