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~Kendyll Reighney – Storyteller

Tuesday, 10 December 2024 – Day 21 of Yuletide

After my morning in the Library we  went to the site of “Fish Camp” to see their Festival for the Souls of Dead Whales, an event being hosted by Neptune and Poseidon. We arrived to see a whaling ship at dock with Poseidon surrounded by bones, fat, baleen and organs. He talked about what each thing was used for by mankind throughout the ages and got louder as he went on ending the crescendoing tide of speech with mentioning that before it being outlawed some ships would extract the oil and some of the bones for human vanity, only then harvesting some of the meat before letting the rest of the corpse slide into the water. As he spoke the tides in the lake swell and the sky turned dreary. Storm clouds blotting the sun and misty fog filled the area. The waves of the lake crashing over the whaling vessel, the salty spray filling the air as he continued speaking. These beings left the ocean then decided to eventually return. Trading newfound legs for flippers. As he spoke it grew colder and ice was floating on the water’s surface and a popping sound could be heard. Then the sound of water shooting up. He continued to speak. For those who hunted for their family, to end the clawing of your bellies, for tools for trade, for roofs of your home, we understand and we, in the end, honor your determination to survive. For lives often are the price of life. After he said that I could hear what sounded like a blowhole of a whale shooting out water and a breach shaking the craft. I looked out and saw, not the lake, but an ocean, filled with whale tops as the fog thickened. Then the clouds uncovered the sun and first the whales were gone then the ocean faded to the lake, then the fog faded away and the normal day returned.

After all that I spent the rest of the day at the range. This is Allie le Fae reporting from Gaul.

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Thank you for reading today’s entry in a series of unedited short stories written through the holiday season detailing the 2nd Yuletide cerebration of the southern camps and the birth of Rapid Response Team 308.

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I expect this story to be posted throughout the holiday season and end in January.

I am looking forward to bringing you along on this journey.  I have never done a near real time write, but there is a first time for everything and this book is screaming to be written.

Enjoy, 

~Kendyll Reighney -- Storyteller