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Origfic: Seance
Story: Séance
Word Count: 351
Prompt: Eccentric
Rating: G
Summary: The wall scones gleamed over the red upholstered couch against the wall, casting a mysterious glow over the blue textured wallpaper. Inspired by today’s![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Lucy Horner followed the others into the drawing room. The old house was filled with quirky pieces of furniture and bric-à-brac, but this room was unusual even by her expectations. The wall scones gleamed over the red upholstered couch against the wall, casting a mysterious glow over the blue textured wallpaper. A large round table took up the majority of the room, arranged artfully with more candles. Their hostess took the largest chair at the center with her timid young sister next to her. Lucy was given to understand the girl would act as their medium. The arrangements allowed Mrs. Gardner a perfect vantage point of the entire room, including the bay window.
"Please, my dears, join me at the table," Mrs. Gardner commanded. All her guests took their seats around the table. Lucy found herself sandwiched between the widow and the old general. She’d only briefly talked to them after she arrived. She didn't quite understand what she had in common with any of these people. She’d received the invitation only the night before. She understood the general gist of the event, although Papa had frowned on Spiritualism. He frowned on any religious nonsense as well, preferring nice orderly thoughts. He would have been horrified at her attending a séance. "Now if you will please join hands. This is important. The circle must be maintained at all times, so whatever you do, keep your hands together."
"What if it’s broken?" A nervous woman asked.
"I will only say that the results are too terrible to contemplate," Mrs. Gardner said. When it was clear the room didn't entirely believe her, she continued. "Summoning spirits is a serious business. The circle harnesses that energy. When that connection is broken, so too is the power generated there." She added. "I know there are those of you that do not believe in spirits. I know there are those of you that think is a parlor game for an old woman's amusement. I want you to open your minds tonight. I want you to see for your own eyes the power of the world beyond."
Word Count: 351
Prompt: Eccentric
Rating: G
Summary: The wall scones gleamed over the red upholstered couch against the wall, casting a mysterious glow over the blue textured wallpaper. Inspired by today’s
mini_wrimo photo inspiration.Lucy Horner followed the others into the drawing room. The old house was filled with quirky pieces of furniture and bric-à-brac, but this room was unusual even by her expectations. The wall scones gleamed over the red upholstered couch against the wall, casting a mysterious glow over the blue textured wallpaper. A large round table took up the majority of the room, arranged artfully with more candles. Their hostess took the largest chair at the center with her timid young sister next to her. Lucy was given to understand the girl would act as their medium. The arrangements allowed Mrs. Gardner a perfect vantage point of the entire room, including the bay window.
"Please, my dears, join me at the table," Mrs. Gardner commanded. All her guests took their seats around the table. Lucy found herself sandwiched between the widow and the old general. She’d only briefly talked to them after she arrived. She didn't quite understand what she had in common with any of these people. She’d received the invitation only the night before. She understood the general gist of the event, although Papa had frowned on Spiritualism. He frowned on any religious nonsense as well, preferring nice orderly thoughts. He would have been horrified at her attending a séance. "Now if you will please join hands. This is important. The circle must be maintained at all times, so whatever you do, keep your hands together."
"What if it’s broken?" A nervous woman asked.
"I will only say that the results are too terrible to contemplate," Mrs. Gardner said. When it was clear the room didn't entirely believe her, she continued. "Summoning spirits is a serious business. The circle harnesses that energy. When that connection is broken, so too is the power generated there." She added. "I know there are those of you that do not believe in spirits. I know there are those of you that think is a parlor game for an old woman's amusement. I want you to open your minds tonight. I want you to see for your own eyes the power of the world beyond."