The Red Tent (part two)

The girl is bathed in adoration and each woman’s welcome embrace. Heart’s promise nurture, promise wisdom, promise true cherishment -

in bonds never to be broken.

Her transition between worlds is eased and all momentary fear is dissolved in the security of love unspoken.

Her inauguration to this world deeply imprints her consciousness with the knowing she is safe through change

and held.

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Contended, she is entrusted to the circle of men waiting. Held first by her father, her protector, her peaceful warrior -

as he gifts promises spoken.

Whisperings of commitment, of dedication, of his forever protection in verbal bonds never to be broken.

She is held by all, each freely devoted to protect her, nurture her with love and share all she requires

and seeks.

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This was written for the unofficial Scripting Utopia challenge, which I hope you will join in with ♥️

It’s open to all forms of writing, all styles and with no word count. Be completely free in penning your version of Utopia before the new moon rises on July 6th and post it here 👇👇👇

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The first part of The Red Tent can be found here 👇👇👇

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