Reply to "Displaced Radical Faeries"

One of the many other memorable moments was the night we all witnessed the sacrifice of Justin's original Kiki dress. It was a cinematographer's wet dream. It was a dark and rainy night; we (Pickles, Granite, Garrett, Denise and Francis, Goneaway, Scooter) went all the way out to memorial ridge for the beginning of the ritual. All of us crouched down in a circle with black umbrellas, granite created a ceremonial circle of rocks and candles. We all tried to keep the candles lit as Granite read some beautiful words and burned pictures, as he did the skies started to crash with lightning and thunder, the skies opened up and it began to pour. All of us walked in two's single file down the dirt path in the pitch dark woods, while every few seconds a violent lightning flash would light up the entire forest and reveal all the black umbrellas in a row. I have never seen an image that haunting captured in a movie. We continued to the main fire circle that was still going strong in the middle of the storm and Justin threw the dress into the blaze. As it went up in flames you could smell the strong scent of cheap perfume in the smoke. I walked back to the main house but stopped for a moment to look behind me. The barn was completely backlit from the fire circle and an orange hue was surrounding it while enormous flashes of lightning lit up the entire area every so often (cinematographers wet dream again). I pulled the umbrella from over my head and just let the rain pour over me for a minute and then continued to the kitchen to sip warm coconut milk with a handsome faerie...

[This message was edited by glamnerd on 05-08-02 at 03:00 PM.]

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