Written to Brian’s prompt to my Third Rail Prompt Call.
There were places that Macha, daughter of Nollaig, of Istvia’s line of the wisdom, would like to be for Beltane.
There were people she would like to spend the holiday with.
There were two in particular she would actively enjoy spending the holiday with and another seven who would be fun, and by the light of the Lady and the will of the Consort, that was where she ought to be.
The holiday was for such things, after all, for rolling in the grass under the Lady’s eyes and no other’s judgement. Continue reading