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Hidden Cities 16.2: The Fearsome Done

By the time the Done Brothers turned 18, they had both committed heinous acts on behalf of their adoptive mother. She had gathered more “wayward children” into her care and tutelage. These brothers and sisters of the inner fires became known as the Ravenhead Gang, and the Done Brothers were their leaders, although it was really Dominic who the rest looked up to. 

It was Dominic who recognized the sorceress for what she was, or at least, felt it. He saw how she “acquired” the seventh Ravenhead, a little girl, and by this, how he and his brother had been thus acquired.
Danny could not be convinced, so Dominic had to leave on his own. He went into the world apparent and became a soldier and eventually a soldier of fortune.
When the time came for him to give up that life he returned to the sorceress’ house in Chicago’s hidden city, but no one was there, or had been for some time. With his magical senses he followed the trail, which led to the house of Grissom Black.

To be continued.  Thank you for reading Pat Coughlin’s blog!

 

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Hidden Cities 16.1: the Brothers Done

Dominic and Danny Done were twin brothers, born with what the magicians of the hidden cities call the inner fires, though their parents were normal.
An ancient and predatory sorceress of the hidden city wanted them for herself, so she killed their father when they were just babies. She ingratiated herself into their lives as a family friend, and over the next nine years destroyed their mother’s sanity bit by bit, until she was finally committed to the state mental health system. The sorceress adopted the boys and brought them to live with her in Chicago’s hidden city.

As you might have guessed, this sorceress and the one who caused Greene Vardim Black so much trouble are indeed one and the same. 

To Be Continued in the next installment of Pat Coughlin’s Blog! 

Thank You for reading! If you like, Hidden Cities chapters 1-15 can be found at my Tumblr, shimshoycapsul

 

The Patch In The Pot

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Hidden Cities 15.5 The Strawberry Patch

A task assigned to Greene at the Deitch Center for Mental Health was to water the plants in the long sunny hallway and on the third floor balcony. Under this simple care the plants thrived like never before. The nurses bought a big clay pot and filled it with good soil and strawberry seeds as a gift to Greene, who was everybody’s favorite patient. He simply watered it, of course, evidencing no other recognition of it’s existence.
It was soon after the arrival of the little unsprouted strawberry patch that Greene’s Uncle showed up to take him away to Chicago. The newly talkative, mentally present
Greene Vardim Black asked if he could take the Strawberry Patch. Of course he could. He said to them,
-I’ll be back when I get a batch from the patch!

Not too long after that was the night the Ravenhead Gang attacked the Black household. The following day Greene met the little white Gumleys. That night, Greene
Couldn’t sleep, and for once walked around at night fully awake, and fixed himself a Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich and a glass of milk. He heard little gumsobs coming from another room. It was the littlest of the Gumleys, the one with no hands, bent over the bodies of two dead ravens, crying her soft little “gums”. Greene patted the Gumley on the back and said,

– Were they your friends?
– Gum…

So they buried the birds in the strawberry patch, which had yet to sprout.

On the morning that Greene became the vehicle of the Greenflow, he was able to see with magical vision the trouble that the various energies swirling within the soil and seeds were having with each other. He plunged his fingers in the dirt and straightened them all out, and wove them together harmoniously.

Later, the first fruits produced would be black. The handless Gumley and the eyeless Gumley would be drawn to them, but only the blind Gumley would eat them. But that is a story for another time.

Coincidentally, the entity that “piloted” Greene’s body while watering the plants was the entity of a young girl, and the Gumley with no hands was once a young girl as well, the youngest member of the former Ravenhead Gang, now the Gumleys of Greene Vardim Black.

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Your Shim Shoy Friend, Pat Coughlin

Hidden Cities 15.4 Green and Black

After the tragedy, twelve year old Greene Vardim Black’s body was whole and healthy, minus half a finger, but he was unresponsive to communication.  His conscious mind was deep in his empty head, so he was remanded by the state to the care of The Deitch Center of Mental Health.  They said he was a high functioning catatonic, which meant that for a person who recognized no human contact, that seemed the blankest of slates, devoid of motivation or personal ambition on any level, he needed no help in his own maintenance, and was easily led about.  This was due to the bodiless Entities within his head, who took turns piloting his body under strict rules of conduct.  His body had become a ship within which he was just another passenger among many.  
A fellow patient, name of David Green, took an instant liking to Greene Vardim Black, and came to spent a lot of time with him, never minding his eternal silence.  David Green was an eloquent and talkative sort of gentleman philosopher, deeply committed to traditional good manners and the charismatic arts of etiquette.  Occasionally Greene would return to his body just to talk with David Green, who kept Greene’s secret well, the very soul of discretion. 
When Grissom Black came to get him, Greene asked if his friend David Green could come with them.  
Grissom Black took David Green to the side and thanked him for being a friend to his nephew.  He gave him a card with his address, and told him that if and when he left the Deitch Center, he would be welcome at his house.  But he must write first.  He would never find the house otherwise.
 
Thank You for reading Pat Coughlin’s Blog, and Thank You to my followers for following!  Check out my Tumblr, shimshoycapsula, for chapters 1-14 of Hidden Cities, featuring the Sonambulic Sorcerer, Greene Vardim Black! Until next time, Have a good ol’ day or night, in the glow of Shim Shoy light! 
Love, Pat

 

Hidden Cities 15.3 The Last of Humanity

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Hidden Cities 15.3 The Last of Humanity

Far, far, and far into what we here call the future, the last of humanity, magicians all, fled their doom and the doom of the Earth. Casting off their physical bodies, they broke open the flows and threw themselves in, and they were changed and torn and thrown all about the world and all about time. In China they became metamorphical foxes and raccoons, in Greece and in India they became gods, in Ireland and England the fairies and leprechauns, also known as the good people, and in so many places and times so many forms and names, but always to those hidden people of the hidden cities, the magicians, they are known simply as Entities. Of the cluster of a thousand or so Entities that broke off from the mass and entered our time and place, that is, the present unfolding Chicago, roughly half recognized and dove straight into the welcoming non-embrace of the soft void inside the empty head of Greene Vardim Black. There they were safe and well provided for, as their host’s imagination and generosity were a bounty.
When Greene’s family was killed, the grateful and loving Entities returned the favor by shepherding their conscious spirits into his empty head as well, so that they would not be lost to each other.
The year following the tragedy, Greene’s body was cared for by the good people at the Deitch Mental Health Center and piloted unassumingly by the Entities, while his own conscious spirit lived in his empty head with his family, a version of the town of Rauhoff Park springing up more complete day to day. This town, this home for his family and the Entities who became the populace, was built of Greene’s memories. That is why, in the waking world, it seems that he has blocked out all memory that he ever even had a family at all, save for his Uncle Milo, more commonly known as The magician historian Grissom Black. It is simply that that knowledge exists now only inside the soft void, in the Rauhoff Park of the mind.

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Today is your B-Doy the world said to me

in the strangest of places is where you’ll  find me

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with this or that and whatnot to spare

follow instead that certain savoir faire without care and

keep an ear out for tidings of comfort and joy

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