Creative Writing: The Handmaid's Tale

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Unlike the plain garments Anya had pilfered, their clothing was ornate and finely made. Fianna sucked in the frigid air, pushed her hair over her shoulders, and strode to the doorway. In her ears rang Anya’s pitiful voice. “Stop, Fianna! Do you not think it would be better to wait until the night comes. Then, we could sneak away.” Only the whites of Anya’s eyes were visible when Fianna glanced back into the murkiness of the tomb. “No,” she said with determination. “I won’t be sneaking anywhere. My lesson begins now.” A few more feet and she would be visible. Anya’s retreating footsteps echoed down the hallway. Even though she was terrified of the unknown, the faerie was willing to wait alone in the tomb, more afraid of the strangers …show more content…

While here, they will use the robes they wear and will return them before they take their leave. This one,” said Amergin pointing to Fianna, “is Bean Síocháin Fianna, and the imp behind her skirt is Anya. The council has decided that during the celebration days, they will be as your clan and under your protection.” Fianna watched attentively as Amergin left her and returned to his council that was waiting by the passage grave. Young assistants carrying oilcloth sacks of water followed him to the standing stones that surrounded the entrance. The assembled group recited prayers while the assistants washed the granite. Overcome by a feeling of déjà vu, Fianna could not ignore, she analyzed the people present. My host family has such a familiar look. Why do I think I know these people? Is it some ingrained sense of belonging with my ancestors that I feel or were they modeled after people I’ve met at home? A large hand on her arm drew her back to the present. The man pointed to himself. “Welcome. I am Faolán and my chosen is Brigid. She will show you how to prepare the food.” The girls moved closer, standing awkwardly while they waited for

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