To Dance – Page 27
The why and how of it all, to only dance, a naïve assumption perhaps, but one that has proven true time and time again– the need to let go to the rhythm of Her flow– and so thusly we conclude. The last few pages were lifted from photographs from the last Eastern Sierras trip where we stayed at the ole Piute house a final time, endings giving way to beginnings, all impressions of so much happening, loss which turns to gain, and vice versa– flowing.
It’s mid May! So much has happened since penning the previous issue, and as I load up the queue for the next chapter I again grow a little excited.
As I looked over the thirty pages of the next chapter, “The Dawn of Ecstasy’s Dreaming,” (damn it… I misspelled it on the cover) I grinned, again all retrospect revealing the prescience I never think I have. Red finds himself reevaluating his sense of comradery, of friendship, as well as his definition of home. Once the final page was lettered, and the fresh copies of Tantric Series delivered themselves to my new front door, an unexpected holiday betrayal reared it’s head, but made way for the deeper enjoyment, the dancing in the halls of my own Niehembreth, in Santosha’s wonderful company again– simply dancing.
This next chapter is by far me favorite, and it may be my last… for awhile. No promises, only dancing. I only feel the tug on the audio book front, which I’ll link to once I have it down pat!
– Neil
Come back on June 15, my birthday, to begin the next chapter of The Nadthsade Dragon!
