Fie Eoin Friday: Blood Red Yule

Happy Friday, Aledans! It’s been a while since we’ve had a Fie Eoin Friday, and since I confessed yesterday that I didn’t want to work on Nameless right now I decided the best way to get in the mood was to post a cut scene. Unfortunately the cut scene I planned to post was so poorly written I couldn’t bring myself to show it to you. It amazes me how much I’ve learned about writing in the past year (heck, just since GUTGAA started).

I have found a cut scene I’m willing to share, however. It takes place on Yule, shortly after this. In the new re-write Kindra’s a prisoner in Fie Obsid during Yule, so none of this happens. Enjoy!


Kindra left the rock and walked back home. The High Priestess was in the middle of the village watching the moon, and Kindra couldn’t help but look up. It was full, turning from its normal silver to yellow, orange, and then bright red.

No. Blood red.

“What does it mean?” She asked the High Priestess as she tucked her cloak tighter around herself.

“Blood has been shed this night. The balance of power is shifting.” The High Priestess stared at the moon, her faced bathed in its red light. “Whatever happens, the Seven Tribes will not be the same on the next Yule.”


The woman cocked her head and studied the sky. “This change comes from within the tribe, although the Obsidians are sure to take advantage of it.”

Within the tribe. That worried Kindra more than the Obsidians. Who would be so stupid as to take on Chief Oak himself? “Who-”

“Your sister will be back. I cannot tell what will happen, or why, but Kaye will return before the summer. And you,” the High Priestess turned her faraway gaze on Kindra, and she shivered. “You will become the horse with wings.”

Horse with wings? What in Aleda did that mean? Kindra touched the woman so her visions would stop.

The High Priestess shook her head and put her fingers to her temple. “I apologize. Sometimes I see what no one should.”

Goosebumps were crawling up Kindra’s arms. “What? What did you see?”

It was a long time before the priestess replied, but when she did she looked straight at Kindra. “Yours will not be an easy life, Kindra Odion, but you will not be the last of the God’s line. I do not know how it will continue, but you will not be the last Odion Warrior. You have many decisions to make soon, and you are going to need a great deal of support before the next summer.”

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Rebecca Enzor

Rebecca Enzor is a chemist in Charleston, SC who writes Young Adult and New Adult Fantasy and Magical Realism. Repped by Eric Smith of P.S. Literary.

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