Morrigon Nicole- chapter four

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Morrigon Nicole- chapter four

Awake and already out of the covers ,a cool morning, slipping on my freshly laundered under shorts and my coveralls , hooking but one strap over the shoulder and completing my triple S’s as I strop my razor one last time- a lick and a promise. I finish dressing and roused enough to carry my body to the fridge for orange juice, I empty the glass as I look around to see the early vestiges of the family awake and entering the kitchen to begin the large family task of breakfast for all the members and hands. An army marches on its stomach and ours was truly an Army. Morrigon Nicole was my angel of salvation there. She learned from her Mother and sisters, followed in suite to magistrate, choreograph the mystical workings of the morning breakfast, and feed the 60 or more souls that worked and toiled on the commune. Morrigon was in her next to last year of proper school and taught the younger girls as well in the three R’s and piano never saw a finer player and instructor .Her ways were quiet but unquestionably profound, in action, thought and deed.

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[Raven Starhawk]

I just finishing reading this and am speechless really. Though short it carries quite a punch loaded with profound imagery.