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day of the wolf

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Jun. 21st, 2011 | 03:54 pm
music: Tear Out My Tongue, Florence + The Machine

on June 21st, call your family out've the deep, call your tribe, your beloveds, your fellow-huntresses and hunters, your sister-ghosts, your companion-lives. The rules will permit electronic vocalizations, but it's better if you howl.

This is the day of the wolf. This is the day when the wolves shed their winter coats and walk as women. You'll know them by the way their eyes catch up light and discard it again -- like pennies winking bright when they're discarded for luck or a wish in a fountain. The ladywolves (don't allow auto-spellcheck to transform ladywolves into ladyloves) don't leave their winter coats lying around in heaps colored like smoke or snow or bark. They're wise, see. The coats aren't there for any man or woman or child to grab and take and keep, and even if that happened, pity the sucker who tries to gain power that way.

They shuck their coats today, not their teeth.

As women, they know how to smile, and they still remember how to bite and set sweet heat running swift and visceral. They know how to draw blood.

A-woo.

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C.S.E. Cooney

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from: csecooney
date: Jun. 22nd, 2011 04:13 pm (UTC)
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You have been listening to a LOT of Omnia.

I wonder how "Wolf Love" would sound with a tenor singing the girl's part, and a mezzo-alto singing the boy's part!

This is great. I hope we can talk tonight! Power went off at my place last night. BIG STORM OF BIGNESS.

Love,

Claire

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