<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/cdc1/04s7432n614occi4g.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Chloe Dawson<br/>  ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾  </span></span></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>…  the bonfire is all … the good fire … what I learned as a child and dear Kimmie feels for the first time … would we had time to teach her yet that is not allowed in these times … my beloved learns quickly and well and that amazes and encourages …<br/><br/>… she seems to know what to do this moment beneath this Moon of the Beaver (https://www.moongiant.com/moonphases/november/2018/) … feel her fullness inside me … her understanding that this is his last … accept the contribution she makes and what it cost her … our daughter will be among us soon … snuggle with Kimmie as she fades into sleep … me, I no longer sleep … so I choose to focus … the ovum in my left Fallopian tube … awaiting … the sperm she gave … the few flowing into the tube … at the moment of the true full moon, one arrives … the ovum accepts … and closes tot the others … no Y-Chromosome … our daughter begins … watch in wonder as a flash of light announces her decision to be … to return? … no, to be anew! … the merged cell rests for a while …<br/><br/>… something ripples in my timeline … another of those announcements of evil in the world … creatures dying … cannot affect that … … cradle Kimmie as she sleeps … dear, sweet Kimmie … Goddess, thank you … thank you for Kimmie … thank you he did what he did and we now have Kimmie … and for our life together until we cross … cross and learn … feel the beginnings of our daughter inside and all is well …</em></span></span><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/a7ad/v1u9wnglr917qsc4g.jpg) (http://www.mediafire.com/view/v1u9wnglr917qsc/Fire.png/file)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… later, I feel our daughter divide into two cells … all well … soon she will be more and the more and … my attention though is on the possibles … the points where each falls away or dominates as the others fall away … many of those in the morning … dawn … the many convolute cusps rush toward us … we rise and go to breakfast … over my smoked salmon and eggs, Carlotta comers ove to us … hands m a piece of paper …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “This morning’s paper. I’m so sorry, Chloe.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… scan what I already know … hand it to Kimmie …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “We flee soon, baby. Isis must survive.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… my Foresight churns … reach for Kimmie’s hand to ground me … our boat … but first, our sisters … the Shadow! … the sun the east  …<br/><br/>… we rise from breakfast and go to the gathering of the elders … we sit in the very back among the invited guests and elected witnesses … Huguette is up front as one among the elders … Tangie, bless her, is invited …  Carlotta recites the legend of the cusp of our species … assets its imminence … offers evidence … and introduces me …<br/><br/>… squeeze Kimmie’s hand and gie it over to Tangie … with hood covering, walk to the front … the typhoon swirls … at the front … hood still covering …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  <strong>“Sisters!”</strong></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… even Carlotta cringes as I exercise the power the goddess has gifted me … voice of command … never heard since she spoke over the chaos … voice they will never forget … continue in street tone …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Dear Sisters, we have known Insight since we found our way to the Languedoc. Insight was latent in us before and we learned. Today, this hour, this minute, this instant, we learn Hindsight and Foresight. For those able, join with The Eldest and learn.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… Carlotta is with us in an instant … Huguette and with her Kimmie only slightly later … Tangie … Mother … I wait while Carlotta and Mother bring the less certain into careful balance … the weight of all these is daunting … Carlotta helps me cope … bless you, dear sister! …<br/><br/>… we settle … an expectant waiting … and then I teach genetics … questions? … and then I show the genes … questions? … why? … because I will show us … watch! … realize that I am the greatest biogeneticist since Friar Mendel … and if Foresight holds, more influential but not by name …<br/><br/>… ‘Sisters, observe’ … ‘this and this and this are mutations’ … ‘they originated here’ … many among us have the gene … others who don’t follow from curiosity … show them the pattern of how the gene found its way to the Languedoc … and back and back … ‘we tell in our legends of predecessors’ … ‘we have long initiated within a Boeotian as the Greeks called her’ … ‘before, one acolyte named Isis dared more’ … ‘here is what happened when she focused on Seirios (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sirius) at a most opportune time … show the focusing of the illumination of the supernova and how that mutated Isis’ genes … the very genes I showed earlier … let this all rest in our communal conscience …<br/><br/>… ‘now attend’ … not quite command … show the cellular memory back from Isis to Tiamat, the first ever … show the bargain struck between the goddess and the turtle .. and the world and earth and us that resulted … let that rest on the minds and hearts of my sisters …<br/><br/>… ‘show them!’; … Carlotta requests … throw back my hood … Carlotta draws hers deeper … I return us to the present … heads shaking in awe of the validation of our history … wait … wait … then show the pentagon … the gathering Shadow … a communal shudder … step back … Carlotta steps forward … ‘who will accept with me the gift that Chloe offers?’ … ‘step forward, we have no more time’ …<br/><br/>… I reach inside my robe and bring out the vial … hold it high … it has acquired a blue glow … open the vial … Carlotta … Huguette … Tangie … Mother … Kimmie? … step to my beloved … mother of our child …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “This will not harm you, my dearest.”</span></span><br/>