Title: Ho-rah of the Tempest
Author: Nautika (feedback @ malccie.com)
Date: November 2005
Feedback: All comments are welcome and appreciated!
Disclaimer: The usual. I don't
own the characters, etc.
Notes: I got "Ho-rah" from the Vulcan Culture Institute, part of the Vulcan
Language Institute at http://home.teleport.com/~vli/discipln.htm. It means ritual, or rite.
I wanted to contribute a tribal dance to this issue of Spiced Peaches and honor its creator. :)
Ho-rah of the Tempest
the scarf tighter around his neck. The crisp autumn wind carried the scent of
damp wood and decaying leaves. A rhythmic beat of drums grew louder as he made
his way deeper into the forest.
trees ahead McCoy could see the light of a fire. The beat of the drums echoed
through the earth and into his chest, thumping with each beat of his heart. He
slowed his pace, moving closer soundlessly. He had no wish to interrupt the ritual
taking place before him. Finding a spot with a clear view, he leaned against
a tree, and watched.
a small clearing, his Vulcan lover danced. Spock was naked, except for a loincloth
around his waist. Ancient Vulcan words were written on his chest with dark ink. His eyes were closed and his face tilted up to the darkening sky. Spock opened his arms wide, as if embracing the wind, and danced to the beat of the drums in a circle around
the small fire.
came faster as he watched the Vulcan dance. The tempo of the drums increased,
reaching a crescendo, and with it Spock fell to his knees, howling words of old that held no meaning in the language of humans. Spock collapsed forward, touching his forehead to the earth.
out of his hiding place as Spock began to stand. The doctor pulled out a blanket
and wrapped it around the other man's shoulders. He shook his head at the absurdity
of it; his lover, out in the cold woods, dancing naked around a fire. He had
asked once why Spock did this and was told that it was a ritual dance honoring the ancient Vulcan goddess Tempest. Every year in autumn, in the time when Vulcan's were ruled by their emotions, this goddess was worshipped
in this manner.
asked Spock why he honored this goddess. Spock usually tried so hard to control
reached out to stroke McCoy's cheek and said simply, "Because she led me to you, my love."