Calor Lily pure of soul and heart
Growing in harmony with Daisies
By the church door reaching high
Clarity shines apart
Underneath the Yew
Sing God’s praises
The Calor
Lily
Pure
16 Jun 2017 20 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: Calor Lily, Holiday, nonet
Calor Lily pure of soul and heart
Growing in harmony with Daisies
By the church door reaching high
Clarity shines apart
Underneath the Yew
Sing God’s praises
The Calor
Lily
Pure
16 Jun 2017 12 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: #writephoto, Sue Vincent, Twilight
This week Sue Vincent of Daily Echo has given the prompt “Twilight” for our #writephoto .
This week will be the last episode of the first part of the saga I have been writing. There will be more but for now there is a break in the story.
Twilight.
After a quiet night Rachel awoke to find herself in Mathew’s arms. He was awake and watching her. Lisa was busy at the stove cooking some breakfast. Fay was out hunting to find something for Mathew to eat.
Mathew slept most of the day after having fed on the meal that Fay had returned with. While he rested and regained his strength the three females sat and discussed what Hope had intimated to Lisa. They decided that the tower would be the best base from which to face the oncoming dangers.
Lisa said her cottage was too close to the human’s village they would soon be discovered if they stayed there. It was with heavy heart that she cast a protective spell over her loved home. Hoping one day she and Hope could return.
When Mathew awoke he was almost his oldself his strength rapidly returning and all his senses heightened. He looked young and in his prime. Rachel felt comforted by his presence and told him of the child they had lost. They talked for a long time and allowed themselves to grieve.
At twilight Rachel, Mathew,Fay and Lisa with Hope in her arms went out on to the roof of the tower. They surveyed the mists rolling in across the Valley.
“It has started” said Lisa “the babe says the evil is coming.” As they stood there in the darkling they could hear the wolves calling, and the vampires whispering on the wind,the humans were beating drums and lighting fires. The Elves and Dwarfs were silent still and this worried Lisa.
As the night fell the baby spoke to all of them, a gentle and beautiful voice, “we must stay together and fight the dark.” As they descended the tower steps they all agreed.Rachel was last in as she shut the door evil seeped across the valley. She could feel it. In the valley the animals felt it.
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