Thursday Photo Prompt: Window.#writephoto

Here we are at the first Thursday Photo Prompt in 2018 and a huge Than You to Sue Vincent who kindly gives us such amazing photos prompts. 

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Window

Window

Rachel woke with a start she had been having nightmares about the future and what it held. Calidore and Lisa were at the table deep in conversation they both turned to face her as she screamed. 

Lisa smiled, “you are okay it’s only a dream here join us Calidore had cooked us breakfast.”  Rachel shuddered against the cold… Then suddenly realised it was warm and there was sunlight streaming in through the windows that ,when she fell asleep, were covered in ice inside and out.

Lisa handed Rachel a plate of food which was delicious, an elvish recipe she guessed. Rachel again looked at the sunlight streaming into the room and the fabulous scent of winter roses.  “How” she asked “what has happened to the harsh conditions that were here last night.” Lisa, picking up Hope as she  replied. ” It was Calador’s idea. We combined our magic so we could have an Indian summer just within the courtyard and house.” Calador added, ” we decided we needed a little lift… But just step over the threshold of the courtyard and the unholy winter is still there.”

“Is there any news from Mathew ?” asked Rachel,  “no” replied Lisa” but both Calador and I have sensed a deep sorrow in his thoughts” Yes unusual as it is that Vampire is in great pain, but he is headed this way” added Calador. 

Despite her fears Rachel could not help notice a deep bond  forming between Lisa and Calador. This pleased her she loved Lisa and this huge handsome elf was finding a place in her heart.

Miles away Mathew was torn should he return to see the others or should he see what information he could gather about Roman and the Ancients plans. His body was blooded and torn but worse was the mental pain he was feeling. These feelings long dead had been reawoken  by his beloved Werewolf Rachel.  He made his decision and set of back to the witches castle.

Stepping into the courtyard Mathew was stunned by the warm and sunlight… He was amazed he could actually smell the roses… Even more  amazingly he was feeling joy…..

You can read this story from the beginning and so far here

The Window to the Soul

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The window to the soul , your eyes are the window to your soul.

My father always told me, look into peoples eyes

The truth will always be there, look carefully the answer will be whole.

The hand can distract , the mouth can  tell you lies

The truth will always be there, look deep and you will see

The love, the hate , the hopes, the need to kept or set free.

 

A  smile can be soft, and gentle a rush of gentle care

The eyes must mirror that smile for it to be true

If the eyes are not smiling then true feeling is not there

So if the whole face is not reacting there is nothing there for you.

 

 

 

The window to the soul honest true and whole I believe my dad no truer words were ever told.