Carnelian — Crystal Dawn

You need carnelian if you feel under-stimulated; if you are looking to get acquainted with your fears, ” Hello Fear my name is_________. We have some beautiful work to do together. Now, let’s do this.” Put carnelian wherever you want to inject some passion and confidence. Use it when you find your creativity in […] via … Continue reading Carnelian — Crystal Dawn

Thriving Thursdays: What Scares You?

Thank you Teagan, enjoy your Thursday.

The Festive Feline Fear Factor

Great Information, I am happy to say my five have no interest in the tree or anything on it or under it. High places and hiding place abound in my house because it is small getting their accommodation of the floor was ideal.

Your Days Follow the Way the Corners of Your Mouth Turn – Unknown — The Seeds 4 Life

Our days often follow the direction the corners of our mouth decide to take. We can smile or we can frown. We can appreciate what we do have or be miserable by focusing on what we don’t. When negative or unexpected events occur, we can meet them with fear and anger or peace and acceptance.… via … Continue reading Your Days Follow the Way the Corners of Your Mouth Turn – Unknown — The Seeds 4 Life

Microfiction: Lost temple V

Oh my!

Jane Dougherty Writes

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The shadows moved, rippled, crawled. They scurried down the broken columns, across the pristine pavement and piled in a seething, heaving mass where the acolyte had guessed the altar to be. The pale smudge moved, jerky and rapid like a giant bird pecking. A white raven? The black birds on the ruined arch cried their hoarse cry unloosing the acolyte’s tongue.

“Get back, Brother Constantine!” His voice came out hoarse and rasping as the ravens’. He willed his feet forward but the amulet screamed in his head and he could not. The sky was dark—dried blood dark, and the moon was crimson. Shadows continued to pour down the walls, through the narrow windows, the great rose window, piling on dead sills higher and higher.

The acolyte shouted again, shrill and fearful. Soon the shadows would fill the window spaces, blotting out the light, and darkness would fill the vast hollow…

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