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This blog displays book/movie reviews, current events, anything that has to do with fairytales and fantasy art. Or things I'm thinking about in general. I am a paranormal romance writer who loves stories about wizards and witches, magic and nymphs.
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Flying...
With outstretched arms she soared through the heavens like an eagle. High above the clouds; looking down at the firmaments below. It was breathtaking; beyond anything she'd ever known or imagined.
After today; she knew her life would never be the same. Her world had changed forever! The secrets of the universe had been revealed. And she was grateful to be a partaker of all its splendor.
The air was cool but she didn't mind. Leaning into the wind she soared freely like a bird; like a plane; but better. She was doing something that defied all reason and logic. She was flying! And nothing could ever take that away from her.
Fluffy puffs of clouds billowed underneath her belly. As far as the eye could see there were miles and miles of blue and white mingled with hints of black. The darkness as enchanting as it was; as inviting as it was; it still exuded a hint of anger that made her tremble slightly...
After today; she knew her life would never be the same. Her world had changed forever! The secrets of the universe had been revealed. And she was grateful to be a partaker of all its splendor.
The air was cool but she didn't mind. Leaning into the wind she soared freely like a bird; like a plane; but better. She was doing something that defied all reason and logic. She was flying! And nothing could ever take that away from her.
Fluffy puffs of clouds billowed underneath her belly. As far as the eye could see there were miles and miles of blue and white mingled with hints of black. The darkness as enchanting as it was; as inviting as it was; it still exuded a hint of anger that made her tremble slightly...
In Search of the Magic...
Holding the bronze colored knife in my hand , I stared at the blade for a minute. Finally, I gasped; all secrets will be revealed. I had been in love with the idea of this man for ages.
But one mystery remained.
What did his insides look like? Was he as beautiful inside as he was outside? Did he have the magic?
He was lying on his back when I made a long deep gash in his chest. He didn't move. He didn't even feel it!
That's the power of magic...
I grabbed both side of his chest and pried them apart. My mouth watered. My heart raced! Finally I'd know the truth. Was there a real sparkle behind his ice blue eyes or was it all just an illusion?
A gold light burst from his chest and he seemed to gasp for air. But he wasn't in pain; yet still sleeping. I waited for some time for the bright light to dissipate and then with another anxious sigh; I peeped inside.
There was nothing!
The magic wasn't there. The thrill wasn't there. The passion wasn't there. Just a dark hollow cavity that resembled a cave. My eyes welled with tears. This can't be true I thought. How can this be? How could I have been so wrong for all these years?
Things aren't always as they appear. When will I find the magic that matches my own?
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But one mystery remained.
What did his insides look like? Was he as beautiful inside as he was outside? Did he have the magic?
He was lying on his back when I made a long deep gash in his chest. He didn't move. He didn't even feel it!
That's the power of magic...
I grabbed both side of his chest and pried them apart. My mouth watered. My heart raced! Finally I'd know the truth. Was there a real sparkle behind his ice blue eyes or was it all just an illusion?
A gold light burst from his chest and he seemed to gasp for air. But he wasn't in pain; yet still sleeping. I waited for some time for the bright light to dissipate and then with another anxious sigh; I peeped inside.
There was nothing!
The magic wasn't there. The thrill wasn't there. The passion wasn't there. Just a dark hollow cavity that resembled a cave. My eyes welled with tears. This can't be true I thought. How can this be? How could I have been so wrong for all these years?
Things aren't always as they appear. When will I find the magic that matches my own?
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