Thursday photo prompt Is this you, running toward me, in the dying light of our star? Is it you, or your double, or your servant? I know it cannot be you, how much I wished it were. But I know: I lost you, eons ago, far away. Tonight I remember, the long voyage, the … Continue reading Glisten #writephoto
Myths
Dance #writephoto
Thursday photo prompt "Those stones don't belong to our time, they exist here only in our minds..." I hear the words, I see the mist, I wish I could go back. "You don't need to, just wait for this veil to be lifted in the sunshine, then you will see, the true spirits dancing, … Continue reading Dance #writephoto
Entrance #writephoto
Thursday photo prompt In the depth of the cave lies a long hidden secret, visible only to the initiated: to those who truly love this land, who have ploughed its fields, nurtured its trees and respected all that lives here. The secret tells them where to hide, how to protect their children and how … Continue reading Entrance #writephoto
Catharsis
How to fight Evil? Some say, the Goods and the Angels must rise: only the Sword can triumph, in the Name of all that is Holly. I am no longer so sure. Isn't the Enemy already among us? Can we still recognise the Fallen one, among the Angels? For he's an expert of disguise, … Continue reading Catharsis
Forgotten #writephoto
Thursday photo prompt No, we haven't forgotten: through this gate we walked, you and I, when the wall was new, the grass so green, and the sky so clear. We believed, the future was a wide alley, bordered with roses, your hand in mine, our eyes to the horizon. Then came the clouds, and … Continue reading Forgotten #writephoto
Honour #writephoto
Honour The small crypt was still in darkness as we approached, on that frozen morning of January. Every year, on the same day, we gather here, on this desolate hill. As usual, we were silent, as all of us know the place, the rite, the reasons. Besides, had we anything to say we would … Continue reading Honour #writephoto
Watcher #writephoto
Watcher The moor already wears its autumn veil, and, soon, we will be home. I know what you will say, when we walk up the hill, towards the place we have chosen for our retreat. "Look! He's waiting for us, he's there, can you see him?" But I know that only you can see … Continue reading Watcher #writephoto
Circle #writephoto
Circle They were six of them, and their leader may have been Galahad. There, they fought, back to back, from one dawn to the next, for days and nights, against the armies of Evil. There they died, for, then, knights never surrendered. And there, the circle of stones remind us: the battle continues, and … Continue reading Circle #writephoto
In the Land of Ago
A reading of 11.22.63 by Stephen King How often do we think: "If only I could change this", or, in whatever form, "if only I could have a second chance, go back, and do something different"? Going back, erasing, and changing the past is an old dream, the subject of countless tales and fiction … Continue reading In the Land of Ago
No Rhyme #fivewords
Inspired by the Secret Keeper's Weekly Writing Challenge #124 He felt her insistent stare on him, as he held the precious tablet, still covered by a thin film of blond sand. The text looked like a list, but he guessed that it might also be a poem, perhaps both. Was there a rhyme? His knowledge … Continue reading No Rhyme #fivewords
