Chapter 10
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| Where, with a speed that defied her aged body, she grabbed a ceremonial scimitar that was hanging on the wall! She wheeled around before Lully had time to comprehend the unthinkable betrayal and prepared to enact swift justice on her tainted granddaughter. | |
| i waz walking through the woods. | |
| "Yes, one day, in the month of Necco, I was walking through the woods outside Damascus..." said Lully's grandmother sadly, shaking her head at the memory, the scimitar held aloft and glinting in her withered, corpselike arm. "I was on the way to join my husband at his parents' house, to celebrate the Feast of Tintinabulation..." The old woman swallowed hard. "I reached the river Ghan-Al-Urjhak, which was swollen and raging after the rainy season; I payed the boatman his coin, climbed into his boat, and we set out for the far shore. I was the sole passenger -- or so I then thought -- and, though, it was not entirely uncustomary for a woman to travel alone in those days, nevertheless I felt in my breast a vague foreboding as we began to brave the current... | |
| "My premonition was to prove not without foundation," continued the old woman, "for no sooner had we reached the center of that mighty river, than the boatman the tore back his ragged burlap hood, revealing not the face of the old gentleman I was accustomed to be ferried by, but instead the fiery countenance of a djinni most fearsome and of utmost repugnance in stench." | |
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"Well....I said, You don't get many of those on a dark river in the middle of
the night!"
The old lady turned to me and gave me a winning look,"So I married him and we lived happily ever after!" | |
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"Ah, but if I had only known," sighed Lully's withered grand-ma-ma, still
brandishing the great glinting scimitar over Lully's neck. "What a foolish,
romantic young girl I was in those days, breaking the laws of God and
man, abandoning my lawful husband for the brutish love of an evil efrit,
the King of the Djinn, the last genie not to have been banished by Suleiman the
Magnificent to the bottom of the sea... His name was Rhafi, and a lustier ,
smellier, more insensitive mouth-breather has never been seen among the ranks
of mortals and immortals. Why, his very farts were sufficient to choke most of
Europe with the grippe espagnole for centuries, thus bringing on the
Dark Ages... And he was a most horrible pre-vert. The things he used to
make me do, grand-daughter of mine, ah... ah... ahhhhhhhhhh.... Er, yes. A most
unclean individual was this Rhafi..."
Lully was stunned. Her own grandmother, her beloved Ni-ni... She had never guessed. | |
| What would she do now that her one true love, her brother Hector, had been found dead with the dairy maid? The story of her grand-ma-ma's Satanic former life haunted her, as did the face of Hector. Lully wished for sleep, but none would ever come. She thought of death, but knew that the horror of the Gangalines would follow her into heaven or hell, sleep or awake, death or desire. She would leave, yes leave. But where...? | |
| Such tragedy and unseemliness had ever tended to hover at the edges of Lully's family, especially on her mother's side. Now her grandmother was only confirming what Lully was least willing to accept about herself, though she knew it in her heart to be an absolutely irrepressible facet of her character. | |
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Tandem Writing
But Lully possesed a much more quality than that: Lully was a Bisexual Homophobic lesbian Hermaphroodite who lived in a cave during her off seasons of working street corners and turning tricks for her customers. One night, she raked in over $100 and that was on a good night! She was most famous for the "disappearing hooker" trick where she'd take a john to her apartment, get him liquored up and to him she'd say, "Now you see me..." and with his wallet, she'd then say, "now ya don't". She was good at scamming johns. She went as far as ripping off one of her female johns (a jonah), extorting hundreds from them! Ah but what a clever wench she was. |
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