Oh, thank you, Copa.
I never once thought about it in this way.
I never did; never, ever, would have dared.
This means I have been very strong, Copa.
Courageous, in the small and large ways of true courage, of courage alone in the night.
This is actually true, Copa. I feel the Witch Mother within.
I tell her this is an assessment, is a way I am seen.
It is a counterweight.
***
"I see you." the Witch Mother chortles and hisses and moans, tearing something live apart, her hands bloodied.
"I see you back."
"I see you back. And...I am less afraid. And I am here. And here, I remain. Steady. Strong. Strong enough."
Time for Joe Friday.
Even Maya cannot face this down. But she knows that I can.
We just don't know how I'm going to do this.
Scary stuff, then.
Like in the movie Armeggedon. When the pretty blond actor is trying to figure out just how scary drilling through to the asteroid's center will be. "Okay." he concludes. "Scariest environment ever. That's all I needed to know."
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Okay. So I couldn't find that one. But I did find this.
Maya.
For us.
(It didn't come through. I will do it after the cookies.)
Cedar
I have to go bake cookies now. I told D H I would. Now he is like, "Where are my cookies?"
Back in a few minutes.
