Fall Flash 11

Tap, tap, tap; Sorcha wanted to scream the constancy plagued her. It wasn’t enough she was lonely in this new land, without friend, music or hope of love, this terrible sleeplessness kept her evil all day. Like clockwork, it started at 11pm and continued throughout the night; tonight she would put a stop to it.

Scorcha marched upstairs to 2B, through the door she could hear clearly the offensive rhythm. Before she knocked, the door was flung wide and she was staring at the most handsome of men. Every thought of dressing down flew out of her head; instead, she considered the alternative, undressing.

“Scorcha, I was wondering when you would finally call.”

“Oh my; how have you gotten here? You are Lugh!”

“Just so, Scorcha you must go home. This dreary city, ’tis no place for you.”

Scorcha sat straight up, resolved to return home; called by Lugh himself.



Celtic (Welsh, Irish) God, he is a druid, carpenter, poet and mason. His animals are Raven and Lynx. He symbolizes healing, reincarnation, prophecy and revenge. He is associated with the Sun God thus the Pagan Sabbath Lughnasadh. In Ireland, he was associated with ravens; in Wales, a white stag is his symbol. He had a magic spear and otherworldly hounds. He is also known as Lleu, Llew and Lugh.

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