| THE LORELEI SIGNAL |
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| Written by Elizabeth Barrette / Artwork by Holly Eddy |
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| Elegy for a Chaos Mage |
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I miss her.
She was my friend.
She wandered into our lives
One evening at an inn,
Casual as a song and dance,
And stayed because she said
She found us interesting.
She liked to talk.
She loathed to fight,
But she was good at it anyway.
She was a shapeshifter –
Surprised to find we didn’t care –
Who could look like anything
And often did.
She could
Outsing our bard,
Outdance our acrobat,
Even outshoot me, the archer.
She could cast at least
Three different kinds of magic,
None of them normal.
One night we got into a fight
And I said she wasn’t a real mage…
I’m still sorry about that.
She used to tease me
About how she might blow me up
Someday, doing magic.
But when the dragon
Came out of the cave
And she dropped the wild white
Glowing spitting sparking ball
She was the one who vanished.
She spun a link between us,
Long ago and now
My mind gropes in search of it,
A tongue futilely probing
The gap of a lost tooth.
She was my friend.
I miss her.
She was my friend.
She wandered into our lives
One evening at an inn,
Casual as a song and dance,
And stayed because she said
She found us interesting.
She liked to talk.
She loathed to fight,
But she was good at it anyway.
She was a shapeshifter –
Surprised to find we didn’t care –
Who could look like anything
And often did.
She could
Outsing our bard,
Outdance our acrobat,
Even outshoot me, the archer.
She could cast at least
Three different kinds of magic,
None of them normal.
One night we got into a fight
And I said she wasn’t a real mage…
I’m still sorry about that.
She used to tease me
About how she might blow me up
Someday, doing magic.
But when the dragon
Came out of the cave
And she dropped the wild white
Glowing spitting sparking ball
She was the one who vanished.
She spun a link between us,
Long ago and now
My mind gropes in search of it,
A tongue futilely probing
The gap of a lost tooth.
She was my friend.
I miss her.