story Texas/the Girls n the Spreepark know

... to a small rough opening. Outside the stars were shining now. Time had slid in some way that I could not follow. The Goddess figure was so silent, I expected her to impart more but Her blessing was unsegmented into words, an envelopment or mantle for the journey ahead, a Mother's farewell, really. I went up the stairs and found myself on a ledge, halted just when I'd felt that this was the ...