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In the Banyan Copse: Uncollected Anthology: Unexpected Histories
In the Banyan Copse: Uncollected Anthology: Unexpected Histories
In the Banyan Copse: Uncollected Anthology: Unexpected Histories
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In the Banyan Copse: Uncollected Anthology: Unexpected Histories

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Kanti Misra loves her family's banyan copse. The sweet scents of leaf and bark, orchids and sunlit sky bring her peace and joy.

How could her father promise her in marriage to an outlander? A man who lives in a world of metal and concrete?

A true daughter of her copse, Kanti refuses to disgrace her tree or family, but despairs of her betrothed ever truly seeing or understanding her.

A dazzling fantasy, "In the Banyan Copse" showcases the necessity of moving past biases in order to discover individual strengths and talents.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateAug 1, 2022
ISBN9798201113391
In the Banyan Copse: Uncollected Anthology: Unexpected Histories
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Debbie Mumford

Debbie Mumford specializes in speculative fiction—fantasy, paranormal romance, and science fiction. Author of the popular Sorcha’s Children series, Debbie loves the unknown, whether it’s the lure of space or earthbound mythology. Her work has been published in multiple volumes of Fiction River, as well as in Heart’s Kiss Magazine, Spinetingler Magazine, and other popular markets. She writes about dragon-shifters, time-traveling lovers, and ghostly detectives for adults as Debbie Mumford and contemporary fantasy for tweens and young adults as Deb Logan.

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    In the Banyan Copse - Debbie Mumford

    In the Banyan Copse

    In the Banyan Copse

    Debbie Mumford

    WDM Publishing

    Contents

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    UNCOLLECTED ANTHOLOGY

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    Kanti Misra leaned from the window of her sleeping bower and breathed in the sweet scents of leaf and bark, orchids and sunlit sky. Lovingly, she caressed a broad, shiny leaf of her family’s banyan tree. Thank you for another night’s shelter, she murmured and felt the leaf shiver in response. The tree’s contentment wafted through her consciousness, bestowing calmness of spirit in its wake. Kanti smiled, and trailing her hand across the living walls of her bower, began her preparations for the day.

    She would be training one of the younger banyans in the copse today, so she chose working garments, an unadorned green sari wrapped to create pants paired with the cropped top of an unbleached muslin choli. With deft fingers, she combed and braided her long dark hair.

    Bestowing a final pat on the wall of her bower, she stepped onto a broad limb, ran lightly across to the trunk and padded down a section of the staircase that wove around and through the huge tree’s trunk and many large aerial roots. Navigating the many twists and turns with long familiarity, she emerged into the ground floor kitchen where her mother and several other copse women were already at work preparing the morning meal.

    Though on the ground in the shade of the wide canopy of the huge banyan, the communal kitchen was light and airy. A cool breeze wafted through the open-weave of the walls, mitigating the heat from the ovens and stirring the enticing fragrances of fresh cut fruit, dried spices and flatbread still warm from the oven

    Good morning, Amma, Kanti said, bending to kiss her mother’s cheek as the older woman prepared colorful dishes of fruit chutney to go with the morning’s flatbread.

    Good morning to you, my sweetling, her mother, Devi Misra, replied without looking up.

    Kanti moved across the room, picked up a silver knife and began cutting flatbread into quarters. She’d accumulated a good-sized pile when her mother shrieked.

    Kanti! What are you wearing?

    She glanced down to see what was wrong, but all was well. Her choli was in place, modestly covering breasts and shoulders, and her sari was securely wrapped and tied into pants.

    Puzzled she answered, My work clothes, Amma. I’m training banyans today. Then she noticed that her mother wore her best, most lavishly embroidered sari, her dark blue choli decorated with

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