New Story ~ Part Five

March 21, 2013 at 11:58 pm (Inklings from Hisimagenme) (, , , )

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New Story continued…

The village of West-Flo was crowded when Sakira and Evardyne entered by the Bread-Maker’s market. The crowd flowed like a mudslide of Imager’s oozing into one destination. The hullabaloo rose and fell; excitement, awe and wonderment etched the air with life. Hard-pressed was Sakira and Evardyne to keep from following every new hue and aural invitation. Such was everything new – the old transformed. Imager’s singing, dancing and speaking in colorful sparks. The air danced in jubilation vibrating with intention.

“Peski creatins, rumblin domble-dash!”

The words entered Sakira’s ears, somehow understood, but never had she heard them.

“Move out! Gracious globs of Imager’s!”

The voice squeaked like a bow on a string of a breathing instrument. It came from behind her in a dam-burst of irritated expression. Sakira turned to see the voice and thumped hard into the Tanner with a “Hmpfft!”

Eye to eye with the Tanner revealed an angry face attached to an arm that grabbed her by hers with a hard jerk of aggravation. Green eyes sparked with the spittle of annoyance. A high forehead with brownish-red curls bounced with huffs and puffs.
Sakira and the Tanner became part of the flotsam of Image-man breaking yet another tide of those entering the village. More impressed now with the colors, hues and details of the Tanners flesh; she almost forgot about the forms of expression that had snapped her attention to him in the first place.

” Well, hmpff, are ya gonna gawk all day girl?” the Tanner fluffed, “That’a way with ye!”

Sakira! Come!” Evardyne said pulling her around.

Moving her feet to follow the arm Eva pulled, Sakira followed.

“Have ya ever heard the like? Ach! The sights and sounds are too much Eva!” Sakira threw the words out towards her girl-lad friend.

“Yes, yes, but we must go now or we’ll both get the switchin’ of our lives, eh?” Evardyne focused on the now brilliant white building of the Meeting Basket or Umgrah’s. It fairly glowed with the brilliance of diamonds. The Meeting Basket was the center of the village; school, events, fairs and meetings of all kinds found their shelter here.

“It looks near a’full up!” Sakira said

“Let’s go ’round to the side door. We’ll squeeze in that’a way, most like.” Eva directed, taking the lead.

Grunts and groans were mixed with the swath they cut through the crowd. The villagers stood ooing, awwing and exclaiming at each other and most everything around them. As if being pulled into a dream they weren’t sure they wanted to awake from. The temptation to join in the wonderment was overwhelming for Sakira. She was only slightly more motivated by the next new sight to keep her moving. They turned into the small alley where the kitchen was supplied by market-men and collapsed at the door.

“Good! Noone has smarted this out yet!” Evardyne said as she pulled the latch on the red door.

“Aye – a good thinker ya are Eva!” Sakira smiled.

“Well, get on with ya girl-lads! They’ll be a’swarmin like sniggers on a cube o’sweets iffen ya don’t move! Move!”

The Tanner whose exclamations had pulled Sakira’s focus backwards, was again right at her backside.

“Ach! Who are ye? You followed us. And rude, ya are too!” Eva flouted.

The Tanner pushed them through the door and pulled it shut with a loud crack echoing in the kitchen as it founds its way back into its frame.

He turned and said, “Aye, and I agree! Ye can think goin forward, backwards ya lose a little mind though!” He grinned and bowed
“Bon’avoy is me name and I thank ye for the better approach to this place! We’d be stuck and lumped with all the peski creatins out there a’gawkin and hemmin and hawin o’re every speck o’color to catch the eye, if not for yer quick thinkin girl-lad!”

I work here! And I’m sure Mistress Mable won’t be thankin me for my quick thinkin when she sees the likes of you!” Evardyne put her fist on her hips and stepped in front of the rude Tanner. “Sneaky, uppity nosed, and rude ye are! Where are ya from, I know not the sight of yer face?”

Bon’avoy’s eyes narrowed, “West-Falls is me home. I came to trade my wares. I’ve been called worse things than rude, but I get the job done! Now lets be movin forward again so we can be about hearin what the Masters of this village be thinkin of all this ruckus! Like the Father-all decided to color today, and play His fiddle to light the way for the colors to play. Fun, aye, but order seems to have takin its leave with the grey and now we needs must find the new color of order! Shall we?” He motioned to the door leading to the great hall.

“Aye, but you’ll not say I let ya in with me! Come Shak’y, lets leave the new and im’rude Bon’avoy to attend his own way now!” Eva grabbed Sakira’s hand and turned in a huff to leave the Tanner behind.
She pushed the door and met with resistance. Evardyne and Sakira both pushed and a grunt met with the doors slight movement in disagreement with the motion.

“Ach! Get there! Call your entry, for the sake of the dust!” It was the voice of Mistress Mable.

“Oh! I’m all kinds of sorry Mistress! I lost my mind! Did I put any hurt to ye?” Eva moved her gaze to the floor in sincere apology as Mistress Mable stood before her.

“Eva-girl! Ach, no…just announce yer entry…always! Your mother is just there, ” Mable pointed to the far side of the platform at the front of the hall. “She’s a’worried a’whirl over ya child – now get with ya! We’ll make plans for the stomachs when you’ve set her a’right and a’proper that yer well. Find me, later.” Mistress Mable turned a glance at Sakira, squinting her eyes at her, and moved off into the kitchen mumbling…”Ach! Just like I thought not one color but two in the girl-lad’s eyes…” the Tanner escaped her attention.

Sakira giggled, “Well colors only add to Mistress Mables mumbles!”

“Aye, well I’ll be catchin plenty of the harsh side of those later…come on Shak’y yer Ma’s there with mine!” Evardyne began to wind her way over the platform from behind the Village Master, trying not to call attention to them.

“Now, now…Image-mates!” The hall rippled with laughter at Master Starks call. “Father-all has fulfilled His promise and colored us all in vast varieties and…noise!”

Another round of laughter filled the hall.

“Father-all is the color of Glory!” They all shouted as one.

**Part Six next week!**

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For those just joining this new story, click the link below, scroll down to the bottom and begin at Part One :-). Or you can find parts 1-5 on the tab to the right titled Inklings of Hisimagnme.

https://hisimagenme.wordpress.com/category/all-imagination-is-divine/

Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah ❤

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2 Comments

  1. linda herz said,

    i am really enjoying this story! luvnhugs

    Like

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