alternative futures: holostone - part 107 Apr 2019
flynn: mama, can we call gunky? i found something in his old journal that i want to ask him about.
doeree: of course, baby. make sure you bring the water and the palo santo, too.
flynn walks over the family altar. they grab the holostone, the bottle of water, a stick of half-burned palo santo, and the lighter. they place the stone on the ground and pour water on the sand floor around the stone in a circle. flynn’s mother holds the flame to the sacred wood and shakes it out when it’s hot enough to summon their ancestor.
flynn: GUNKYYYYYY!!! where are you today??!?!?!
in the air above the stone, a hazy green figure slowly appears.
uncle: hello, dear one. how are you today?
flynn: i’m ok. where are you coming from?
uncle: well, when you called i was inhabiting a tree in the east of turtle island. trees are SO fascinating. i can’t wait for you to experience that someday. why did you call, flynnie? you never call without a reason.
flynn looks sheepishly at mama.
flynn: i saw something in your journal that i wanted to ask about.
uncle looks over at his sister. she shrugs and sends a knowing look. “you did this to me.”
flynn: i saw that in one of your journals at one point there were 10 billion on earth! but there are so few of us now… what happened?
uncle: ah. you’ve stumbled into something big, sweetheart. are you sure you’re ready for this? it’s heavy.
flynn: i can hold it. i’ve been practicing.
uncle: ok. well, flynnie, back in my day there was something called cancer…
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