Far in the future, the Earth comes back. Life always finds a way. A longer answer to #vssfantasy 's word prompt of "awakening."
https://e8thespressowriting.blogspot.com/2026/01/poem-awakening-of-new-earth.html
Far in the future, the Earth comes back. Life always finds a way. A longer answer to #vssfantasy 's word prompt of "awakening."
https://e8thespressowriting.blogspot.com/2026/01/poem-awakening-of-new-earth.html
Story Snippet: "The Queen of Possibilities". A longer version of the #vssfantasy prompt word "becoming". The birth of the new Fae queen is imminent...but who or what will they be?
https://e8thespressowriting.blogspot.com/2026/01/writing-prompt-queen-of-possiblities.html
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Tenderly, she picked up the broken crown from the cold floor. The cracking sound still lingered in the air, thick enough to be cut by a sword, suffocating the echoes of his yelling, and her scream.
She layed out the pieces in front of her. They looked sparse on the massive round table in the vast, empty hall, almost like a fragile abstraction of...
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As she crammed her hat on, she realised that abstraction was about to turn into experience.
"If this spell works," she said, shaking, "I won't be who I was yesterday."
"That's the point," he replied.
When she stepped out, she wondered if Fortuna looked kindly upon this pilgrimage.
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When hope died, the world turned... silent.
Athena layed down her arms without delight. Her heavy heart sunk like the sun at dusk. In the darkness, a force older than the Gods remembered itself.
When love kissed awake a new dawn, the world stepped forward with curiosity.
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Frostbite her only companion, she leans against the icy rocks on the bottom of the precipice. Life won't wait as time longs for balance. Tiredness turns into fatigue, then into unconsciousness. Her last thought is no prayer, but a dream that shifts her into a new reality.
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2025 Wrap-Up
Deleterious winds, and impending liberation, brought is to the precipice of another year, anticipation the preface of the next...
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The Last First Kiss
The last first kiss - an idea of mystery, and myth. She wondered if this was it, when the thought hit, that humans never really know if something will happen to them for the last time.
The last first kiss ... This could mean the happily ever after all fairytales end with. But what if their story ended, and there would never be any kiss, ever again?
She had read about this in humantales, where sad...
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Frozen willow branches arrested while teasing the pond's still surface, now glittering like a tinsel curtain on this canvas of a white landscape. A landscape, threatened to be lost to the Specters of the Northern Gales.
It was not the sword of an experienced warrior that convinced the ancient frost dragon to return to timebound realms, and stand against their destruction, but the candid courage of a...
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Lost And Found
I woke up in the dead of Winter with no memory of who I was, or how I got here. In the dusk of a stormy evening, I recognised footprints in the snow, and followed them. The cold carried a scent of metal, and pine. It stung through my cloak like a freshly forged sword of Winter steel. A flicker of green light shot through the auroran fabric, then it went dark. I never knew why it didn't like me....
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