Waiting for the Light Tamrir huddled in the darkness, willing the minutes to slow their passage as he awaited the coming dawn. His sister's weight pressed reassuringly against his side, and he hugged her close. The night had been long. Ridiculously so. "Is it time yet?" He started, not having realised Ameyi was awake. "Nearly," he... Continue Reading →
think of the stories that could be told if the voices of the long gone could be heard within those aged walls but their tales have been forgotten as our own too shall someday be This post is for Cee's Black and White Photo Challenge. This week's theme is buildings.
Among the Toadstools Can you hear the lilting strains of the music of the universe drifting from within the fey circle? Let the melody captivate your senses and dance, carried on waves of pure enchantment footsteps flying in an intricate design, as you soar along the spiral of existence, celebrating life and death and every... Continue Reading →